Friday, May 26, 2017

The Promise Is: Defence

But let all those that put their trust in thee 
let them ever shout for joy, because thou 
defendest them: 
let them also that love thy name be joyful in thee.
For thou, Lord, wilt bless the righteous; 
with favour wilt thou compass him as with a shield.
~*~Psalm 5:11-12~*~

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When we trust in the Lord with our all, we need not worry about having a back up plan; for He is the one Who has our back.

"They who trust Him wholly find Him wholly true."
Frances R. Havergal

Friday, May 12, 2017

The Promise Is: Wisdom

My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; 
Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. 
But let patience have her perfect work, 
that ye may be perfect and entire, 
wanting nothing. 
If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, 
that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not;
 and it shall be given him. 
But let him ask in faith, nothing wavering. 
For he that wavereth is like a wave of the sea driven with the wind and tossed.
 For let not that man think that he shall receive 
any thing of the Lord.
~*~James 1:2-7~*~ 

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Wisdom lets patience perform her perfect work.
Wisdom fears God more than the temptation.
Wisdom rejoices when faith is tried.
Wisdom knows when it lacks and asks of God. 

But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, 
then peaceable, gentle, and easy to be intreated, 
full of mercy and good fruits, 
without partiality, and without hypocrisy.
~*~James 3:17~*~

Friday, May 5, 2017

The Promise Is: Renewal

Why sayest thou, O Jacob, and speakest, O Israel, 
My way is hid from the LORD, and my judgment is passed over from my God? 
Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard, 
that the everlasting God, the LORD, 
the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? there is no searching of his understanding. 
He giveth power to the faint; 
and to them that have no might he increaseth strength. 
Even the youths shall faint and be weary, 
and the young men shall utterly fall: 
But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; 
they shall mount up with wings as eagles; 
they shall run, and not be weary;
 and they shall walk, and not faint.
Isaiah 40:27-31

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The everlasting God, has unsearchable understanding.
The God Who never wearies, empowers the faint.
The God of our waiting, is the God of our renewal.

Friday, April 28, 2017

The Promise Is: Heard

O thou that hearest prayer, 
unto thee shall all flesh come.
~*~Psalms 65:2~*~

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O God that hears our confessions, 
we come.
 O God that hears our tears, 
we come.
O God that hears our song, 
we come.
O God that hears our thanksgiving.
we come.

Friday, April 21, 2017

The Promise Is: Refuge

Hear my cry, O God; attend unto my prayer. From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For thou hast been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy. I will abide in thy tabernacle for ever: I will trust in the covert of thy wings. Selah. For thou, O God, hast heard my vows: thou hast given me the heritage of those that fear thy name. Thou wilt prolong the king's life: and his years as many generations. He shall abide before God for ever: O prepare mercy and truth, which may preserve him. So will I sing praise unto thy name for ever, that I may daily perform my vows. 
~*~Psalms 61~*~

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When I cry, be my refuge, O God. 
When my heart is overwhelmed, be my rock, O God. 
When the enemy roars, be my tower, O God.
When calamity falls about me, hold me beneath Your wings, O God.

Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: 
yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, 
until these calamities be overpast.
For thy mercy is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds. 
Psalm 57:1 & 10

Friday, April 14, 2017

The Promise Is: Perfect Strength

And lest I should be exalted above measure through the abundance of the revelations,
 there was given to me a thorn in the flesh, the messenger of Satan to buffet me,
 lest I should be exalted above measure.
 For this thing I besought the Lord thrice,
 that it might depart from me. And he said unto me, 
My grace is sufficient for thee: 
for my strength is made perfect in weakness. 
Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, 
that the power of Christ may rest upon me. 
Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ's sake: 
for when I am weak, then am I strong
~*~2 Corinthians 12:7-10~*~
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God has a vested interest in us being partakers in His holiness (Hebrews 12:10-11). When great spiritual giftings endanger us to pride, He lovingly chastens us for our profit. When He answers, "No." He also supplies grace for our joyful submission. When we become weak for His name's sake, He sends His power to rest upon us.

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Can I Rejoice Enough?

Sometimes the greatest sin of all is laboring to be righteous. At least, I can say this was my sin.

I suppose to many I didn't seem very sinful. Born to the most loving of parents, I truly had an serene and peaceful childhood in 1830s Devonshire. My father and mother lived before me a love for the Lord from the time I could toddler the halls of our comfortable home. Nourished in this wholesome soil, I grew into a cheerful, amiable young lady.

But in my mid teens, a disturbance rippled over the calm pool of my life. Fellow church members, whom I had always held in great esteem, begin to disappoint me. It was no personal transgression against myself they committed; but their relationships with some others lacked the compassionate mercy of Christ. Their words held a great form of godliness, yet seemed wholly absent from the love that worketh no ill to her neighbour.

Already given to an perfectionist bent of nature, this hardened my resolve I should not be found with this stain of hypocrisy. With crusader zeal, I set about to establish I would exemplify all God required. I studied the Bible. I prayed with the fervor of a seasoned intercessor. I diligently followed every good work. But the more I applied myself, the more I saw how high and lifted up was the law of God. It was as if whenever I drew near to touching the bar of perfection, it rose higher out of reach than ever before.

By my nineteenth year, I was hopeless. My friends and acquaintances all thought I was a Christian, but I knew the truth. I had come to the end of my ideals and found my heart unsatisfactory for the name or favor of Christ. Would I never find the empowerment to walk in the love and holiness of Christ?

Then one day, all changed. Through the help of a visiting minister, I realized for the first time working for righteousness was what had held me back all along. How do I begin to describe it? My eyes were finally open to the simplicity of the gospel. The work of our redemption is not ours but God's. I had been looking inward, hoping to raise some proof I was in Christ. But salvation is never found within man anymore than the cure is found within the diseased body. As the bitten Israelite could only find an antidote against the venom of the fiery, wilderness serpent outside his own resources, only the look of faith at the Son of God could cure my sin. As long as I looked within, I would find despair. But when I looked to Christ, I found healing and I found rest. I found Him!

Dear friend, don't look within to see if you have faith enough to be saved; look only to Jesus. If one asked you why you should have hope of God's good heaven, any answer beginning with "Because I..." will not justify or assure you. Only the answer that freely speaks "Because Jesus is righteous and died to be made sin for me if I only believe God raised Him from the dead." will bring the Spirit's witness you are God's. It's not your righteousness; it's Jesus. It's not your wholeheartedness; it's Jesus. It's not your understanding; it's Jesus. Won't you come and rejoice with me?

In witness to Christ,
Elisabeth Rundle