73. Blessed Assurance

The next block in the Bible Sampler quilt:

Solomon’s Star quilt block

I’m sobered by the behavior I’m seeing out in “the world”. People are doing some really crazy things these days. YouTube provides streams of videos showing frantic, desperate people acting out in absurd ways. I figure they’re at their wit’s end, what with it being 2020 and all.

I forget that not everyone is walking around in the peace that surpasses understanding, secure in the knowledge that Jesus has done it all for us. Believers know and have confidence in the fact that, in the end, everything is going to be okay. I shouldn’t take this for granted, but it’s been a systemic part of me since my infant baptism. (Couldn’t help inserting the “word of the year” there, apologies). And it helps me understand a possible motive behind the adult meltdowns we see happening on airplanes, in grocery stores, and so on. People have been stripped of their usual safety nets, and they’ve got nothing to catch their falls into fear and worry. That’s a really hard way to live, in unbelief. Going through life without any help or resources beyond ourselves would be unimaginable. If this is all there is, then the pressure’s on to make it count, get it right, make a difference, leave a legacy, live, laugh, love. Sounds exhausting.

The passage goes like this:

John 10:22-30: “…So the Jews gathered around him and said to him, “How long will you keep us in suspense? If you are the Christ, tell us plainly.” Jesus answered them, “I told you, and you do not believe. The works that I do in my Father’s name bear witness about me, but you do not believe because you are not among my sheep. My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all, and no one is able to snatch them out of the Father’s hand. I and the Father are one.”

“Never” is a really long time. That’s security with a capital S. As long as I remember that this world is not my home, I’m just passing through, then everything’s going to be okay.

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