Series
2.2.8 - #39
February
8, 2004
I
worship in the beauty of holiness. I worship with a heart filled
with contentment and godliness. Now will my eyes see clearly
and my mind reason with the oil of clarity and wisdom. I look
unto the Lord and behold his joy. There is no sadness in him.
He was a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief, but now sorrow
and sadness have passed away in the grave where he descended.
He left those things there. The Holy One was not suffered to
see corruption, neither was he left in the clutches of sin and
bondage. His victory is now my victory. His belly contained
death, but he swallowed it up in victory. The sting of death
is forgotten, and the strength of sin is withered. The power
of the grave only has dominion over those who choose to go there
without him. Hell's domain and its fire are only seen through
God's word by those who have accepted the invitation of grace
and its escort to the chambers of marriage where our King and
Husbandman await my hands of willing obedience.
I
look up, my redemption draws nearer than ever before. I look
up. The arms of the redeemer reach for arms caught up by Resurrection's
power. The voice of redemption prepares to sound. The light
of glory shines in my heart to prepare me for the great catching
away of saints in his own body. I leap for joy because of the
love of God that has revived in me. Now my reason for serving
the Lord is motivated by that love and not because of the servant
attitude of one outside the house. The Lord desires me to live
with him as a lover and not as a slave. A slave does not know
what the Master does, but I know because I am espoused to him
through his name and his blood.



Hebrews
10:22 - 23
Let
us draw near with a true heart in full assurance of faith, having
our hearts sprinkled from an evil conscience, and our bodies
washed with pure water. Let
us hold fast the profession of our faith without wavering;
(for he is faithful that promised;)
Ephesians
2:8-9
For
by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves:
it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast.
