Do You Need Some Assurance?

Your response to last week’s blog opened my eyes to something we all seem to be craving. Blessed assurance. If ever we needed to hear, “It’s going to be okay”, it’s now.

Remember that old Fannie Crosby hymn? “Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine. Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine! Heir of salvation, purchase of God, born of his Spirit, washed in his blood.” That song brings back memories of black patent leather shoes, white lacy socks, and feet dangling from an old wooden pew. Those were childhood memories, but nowadays those words have a much richer meaning. Those four phases encourage sweet, smiling sighs of relief.

Heir of salvation. We’re in the will! It’s a done deal. Heaven is ours.

Purchase of God. God spent His life’s savings, if you will, to buy our freedom. He spent every last cent on us – turned his pockets wrong side out!

Born of His Spirit. After sending His Son to pay to get us out of Satan’s prison, He left Jesus’ Spirit within us to take us by the heart, and lead us to safety.

Washed in His blood. In the old days, it was the blood of animals sprinkled by the priests that purified believers. But now, we have a Great High Priest in Jesus Christ, whose own blood cleanses us from all our wrong. We are now part of His royal priesthood.

Perhaps on a good day, you hope you might make it to heaven. But, oh those bad days! Those days cause your hands to feel mighty slippery on that greased rail you’re clinging to. Rather than a rail of uncertainty, grab hold of the cross. Just take whatever is standing between you and your blessed assurance, and lay it at the foot of the cross. It could be a particular sin, but most likely it’s your refusal to accept God’s grace. When you do, you’ll be sprinkled with the precious blood of Jesus. While you’re kneeling there, look up. Do you see them? Do you see His eyes smiling down at you? Blink through the tears, and see his lips form the words, “You’re forgiven. Please know how much I love you.” You’ll have a hard time standing for a while, but soon you’ll feel the power leave His body and fill yours. You’ll never doubt His love again – and He will never doubt yours. Now, go. You’ve got a story to tell! “Perfect submission, all is at rest; I in my Savior am happy and blest, watching and waiting, looking above, filled with his goodness, lost in his love. This is my story, this is my song, praising my Savior all the day long.”

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I’ll never ask you to do anything I wouldn’t do, so here is a 14-minute video chapter of my story from the “”Becoming” conference. Click here to see it now, or you can come back to the homepage anytime, and click the media tab at the top. Have a wonderful day!