I Know

You can have feeble hands and a weak grip, yet still hold on firmly to the truth of who He is, and your victory in Him.

You can have feet that cannot hold your weight,  yet still walk on in faith and stand by His redeeming power.

You can have a heart that is temporarily worn and seemingly beaten, yet still contain and beat to the whispers of a Divine Love that will not fail or disappoint.

“Never doubt in the dark what God has shown you in the light.” – Edith Edman


As for me, I know that my Redeemer lives, And at the last He will take His stand on the earth. – Job 19:25

Job’s comfort lies in that little word “my” – “my Redeemer” – and in the fact that the Redeemer lives. Oh, to get hold of a living Christ! We must take hold of Him before we can enjoy Him. Do not rest until by faith you can say, “Yes, I cast myself upon my living Lord, and He is mine.” It may be you hold Him with a feeble hand; you somewhat think it presumption to say, “He lives as my Redeemer.” Yet remember, if you have but faith as a mustard seed, that little faith entitles you to say it.

But there is also another word here, expressive of Job’s strong confidence: “I know”. To say “I hope so; I trust so” is comfortable, and there are thousands in the fold of Jesus who hardly ever get much further. But to reach the essence of consolation, you must say, “I know.” Ifs, buts, and perhapses are sure murderers of peace and comfort. Doubts are dreary things in times of sorrow. Surely if Job, in those ages before the coming and advent of Christ, could say, “I know,” we should not speak less positively. God forbid that our positiveness should be presumption. Let us see that our evidences are right, lest we build upon an ungrounded hope; and then let us not be satisfied with the mere foundation, for it is from the upper rooms that we get the widest prospect. A living Redeemer, truly mine, is joy unspeakable. – Spurgeon


My Redeemer Lives (Nicole C. Mullen)




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