Faces of Hope
I once read a book by Charles Swindoll (really, that’s his name) called “Hope Again” and it was about finding/renewing/refreshing one’s hope in God’s promises, most chiefly those directly involving our salvation in person and works of Jesus. I remember very clearly that that book had played quite an important role in the shaping of what I currently know as my faith in Christ.
Before the throne of God above
I have a strong and perfect plea,
A great High Priest whose name is Love,
Who ever lives and pleads for me.
My name is graven on His hands,
My name is written on His heart.
I know that while in heaven He stands
No tongue can bid me thence depart.
When Satan tempts me to despair
And tells me of the guilt within,
Upward I look and see Him there
Who made an end to all my sin.
Because the sinless Savior died
My sinful soul is counted free,
For God, the Just, is satisfied
To look on Him and pardon me.
Behold Him there, the risen Lamb,
My perfect, spotless righteousness,
The great unchangeable I AM,
The King of glory and of grace.
One with Himself, I cannot die,
My soul is purchased by His blood.
My life is hid with Christ on high,
With Christ, my Savior and my God!
- Sonicflood, Before the Throne of God Above
This morning, at Sunday service, those words (bolded and most of the unbolded) really stuck out to me. It’s not the first time I’ve seen, heard, or sang those words (I don’t normally sing anyway) but for some reason they stopped me and caught me between breaths, in a manner of speaking. Mighty powerful, the Spirit can be.
Today was good. I don’t exactly think any one message came across too clearly with Matt Gunn’s message “Faces of Hope” but hoping in God through the worst circumstances is sort of the gist of what the passage (with Pastor Matt’s helpful insights and explanations) is about, to the best of my understanding. It was Bible-y analysis (anal-lysis) that was good and learning for me.
Even the weather, rainy and altogether crummy while heading in towards church and suddenly sunny and clear after service, was fallacy pathetic enough for me to throw up my hands in defeat. Quite clearly, G-d (is that more reverent or just silly?) is at work here and was getting some very deep stuff across to me. There will be slow digestion and unpacking of what happened today, but it was something very important and something very necessary. And I thank the Lord and Church Jaffray for the day.