Isa 25:3 Therefore shall the strong people glorify thee.
Who are these strong people who will glorify God? Consider verse one of Isaiah 25 “Oh Lord you are my God, I will exalt you, I will praise your name, for You have done wonderful things, your counsels of old are faithfulness and true.” No matter what, Isaiah is determined to praise God, for they who truly know Him can do no other. Isaiah has been touched by the fire. Isaiah has been changed by encounter. God is Isaiah’s grand obsession and whether he lived or whether he died Isaiah shall exalt and glorify the living God. This is what makes him strong, it is the strong people who glorify God even as the whole world turns on them. They are unashamed of the living God even unto death. There is power in this un-ashamedness. Jesus said that if anyone is ashamed of Him, He will be ashamed of them. Paul says this “therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses so that Christ’s power may rest upon me. When a man or woman knows their true state, because they have seen themselves in comparison to to the magnificence of God, then that weak man or woman becomes mighty in God because Christ’s power rests upon them.
They become strong in the Lord and the power of His might. Saint, you are strong in the Lord and the power of His might. Consider how Isaiah describes God in relation to you in verse four of this chapter. 1. You have been a strength to the poor. 2. A strength to the needy in his distress. 3. A refuge from the storm. 4. A shade from the heat. He is all these things and more to us brothers and sisters, it goes on to say that a blast from the terrible ones is as a storm against a wall. The Wall still stands saints. God is a wall of fire to every child of His. Let the terrible ones come against the Body of Christ. They shall not prevail. And when the last and terrible storm is over, verse eight says that He will swallow up death forever. Death, where is your sting? Grave, where is your victory? Verse eight finishes with this ” And the Lord God will wipe away tears from all faces and the rebuke of His people He will take away from all the earth. Be strong brothers and sisters and glorify God, even in your own bedroom, for your praises, whether you know it or not, echos down through eternity.
Isa 24:3 The land shall be utterly emptied, and utterly spoiled: for the LORD hath spoken this word.
“The earth mourns and fades away. The world languishes and fades away. The haughty people of the earth languish.” This word languish means to be weak and feeble. In the same passage it gives us the reason why. “Because they have transgressed the laws, changed the ordinances and broken the everlasting covenant.” We are living in days of disorder and this disorder, in great part, stems, from a complete rebellion against God and His order. We see in Gen 1 that the earth was without form and void and was in darkness. And the Holy Spirit hovered over all of it and God commanded that there be light. God begins to bring order to that which was without form and void. And so out of that which was desolate and empty came order and the fullness of God’s creation.
When we reject the light and we reject God’s order, because of haughtiness, pride and rebellion, then we begin to revert to disorder and darkness. The windows from on high are open and the foundations of the earth are shaken. The earth shall reel to and from like a drunkard. God has stepped down and not in ways that will cause men to celebrate. The world has wholly rejected God and only His remnant remain. They are to be found all over the world, in every village and town, in every tribe and nation. God has His people. Even the gross darkness of a world gone mad cannot extinguish the Light that is found in God’s own saints. As the darkness grows deeper, the light of Christ stands out. It defies that which is without form and stands in opposition to the void hearts and minds of those who despise God.
No matter the darkness, the light prevails. Just as we saw in the thorns and the nails. Victory in Christ as the darkness drew near, victory over hell and death and fear. The world may languish and be spiraling down, yet victory belongs to the One with the crown. He shall be glorified by His own, in the dawning light, filled with His strength and ready to fight. The proud shall fall, never to rise. His glory shall be revealed in His glorious skies. The sun shall flee and the moon disgraced and the stars in the heavens shall be violently displaced. The Kings of Kings and the Lord of the ages, steps down once more as the devil rages. Then victory is final and the darkness is gone and the saints, all together, shall sing a new song.
Heb 12:2 Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.
Jesus endured the cross for the joy that was at hand. He pushed through, despite humiliation, torture and suffering. He led the way, He calls us down that same narrow road. We are called to pray for the strength to endure, not for the suffering to be taken from us. We are called to cry out to God that we would have the strength to climb that mountain, not that the mountain should be removed. How shall we cross the raging river? How shall we walk through the blazing fire? With confidence in the one who has already came this way before us. With an eye on the horizon which with spiritual eyes is eternity. No matter how far it is, or it seems to be, we put one foot in front of another.
Brothers and sisters, there will be sorrow. There will be pain, there will be trials and tribulations. There is a whole segment of Christendom whose sole purpose it to avoid, at all costs, suffering. Rather they pray for the things of this world. How can they be immersed in the waters of life when they are standing in a few inches of water? Imagine trying to entice saints from the deep into the shallow. Imagine warning their adherents to avoid at all costs the deep. We are called to the deep saints. Into the depths of the storm. Into the depths of the floods and the raging fires. We shall not drown neither shall we be burned. We are called to run with patience the race that is set before us.
In order to do that we must lay down the things that burden us. We cannot run the race burdened with our own flesh. Our wants, our desires, our own temperament. To indulge the way we were, the old self, we must look back, yet no one can run a race looking backwards. It must die that we can run. Sin is a weight that is akin to dragging an anchor. The sin that so easily “besets,” us is the sin we find ourselves often running to. Can we run to sin and run the race of eternal life? We cannot. It is literally impossible to run two races at the one time. We have to quit one race and be sold out to the other. Looking unto Jesus is looking at the eternal horizon that lies before us. Keeping our eyes on the finish line is to keep our eyes on Jesus. The waves and the flames and the floods in life are designed to take our eyes off Jesus and take us out of the race. Victory lies ahead in the ones who endure to the end, to the horizon, to eternity and beyond. Jesus is the horizon, He is our eternity and He is everything that is beyond.
Isa 22:12 And in that day did the Lord GOD of hosts call to weeping, and to mourning…………but instead joy and gladness.
God almighty calls His people to weeping and to mourning but instead of that, there is a call for joy and gladness. We do not understand the nature of the times in which we live. We have blinded ourselves to the overflowing sewers that run open down the middle of the streets. We are so long among it we cannot smell the stench. We overcome the stench by “slaying oxen and killing sheep, eating meat and drinking wine.” And the verse concludes with this “let us eat and drink and be merry for tomorrow we die.” This is a people that have thrown off any vestiges of the fear of God. They have made their deal with their souls, every man is a law unto himself. And so wine it is and feasting it is, when God has called for weeping and mourning.
Paul quotes this very scripture in 1 Cor 15:32. “If the dead do not rise, let us eat and drink and be merry for tomorrow we die.” It comes after a series of “if’s.” 1. If there is no resurrection of the dead then Christ is not risen. 2. If Christ is not risen then our preaching is empty and your faith is also empty. 3. If Christ is not risen your faith is futile you are still in your sins. 4. If in this life only we have hope in Christ we are all men most pitiable. Can I argue that in this Christ-less Christianity, this Cross-less religion, this generation of practical atheists, their faith is indeed empty, they are indeed still in their sins and they are most pitiable. This is why they eat and drink and are merry, for tomorrow, in the depths of their souls, they know they die eternally. Only in this life do they have “hope,’ in Christ. There is nothing eternal in them.
God’s people of the cross mourn and weep for the state of what passes for the church. Ravenhill says “this is an hour of anarchy in the world and lawlessness in the church.” Surely he was truly speaking of this hour in which we now live, he just did not know it. The church in Ephesus had labored and not fainted according to Jesus, but they had left their first love and had fallen. They were fallen. They were in a fallen state even although they confessed the name of Jesus. Jesus commands them to repent. They were to weep and mourn over their state and repent. Or they would simply be no more, they would devolve into the vast swamp known as religion. It seems the choice has been made around the world by those who call themselves after the name of Jesus. They will not mourn, they will not weep and neither shall they repent. Rather, they have decided to eat and drink and be merry. The die is cast and the writing is on the wall.
Isa 18:3 All ye inhabitants of the world, and dwellers on the earth, see ye, when he lifts up an banner on the mountains; and when he blows a trumpet, hear ye.
The Lord our God surely gives signs and evidences of the days in which we live. He speaks to His own of course, yet He also speaks to the world. They see the banner on the mountains, they hear the trumpet being blown. Men today look around at the calamities and even use the words “Biblical,” and “plague.” They see it, they see a dying world and yet they refuse to listen to the trumpet, refuse to listen to the word of God. Everywhere they speak of the world heating up, global warming, and yet they refuse to listen the Word of God that has already told us that this world will burn up. Their own garbage pollutes the rivers and the oceans and yet they refuse to look at the pollution of their own souls. Greed and an insatiable desire for more creates pollution, spiritual first then physical. One cannot be fixed without the other.
And so the banner on the mountain beckons. Will you stand under the banner in the shadow of the mountain and listen to the trumpet blow? All who dwell in the shadow of the Almighty, the shadow of His mountain, the shadow of His banner, are safe. Safe from the inevitable destruction to come. The world has forgotten the God of their salvation. They have not been mindful of the Rock which is a stronghold. Every tribe, every tongue, every nation stepped of the ark. They stepped of the ark with the sure knowledge of God and how God can and does judge the earth. And yet even then, they ran from Him. They cut down trees to cook and to heat themselves and made idols out of the leftovers. Foolish man, you build towers to the sky, running from the judgement of God. You spread out over all the earth and you raised up idols and forgot the God of your salvation.
Yet even in the midst of calamities and impending destruction, there is a tower. Not a tower built in Babel in a desperate and foolish attempt to avoid the judgement of God. This tower is a high tower and His name is Jesus. The righteous run into it and they are safe. There is a banner. His banner over us is love. We stand in the righteousness of Jesus and we are warmed by the love and the mercy and the goodness of God in the land of the living. There is a trumpet and it heralds in the hearts of His saints and they are drawn unto His holy mountain. Higher and higher. Above the tree line. The air becomes rarified and the saints breathe by the power of the Holy Spirit. This higher ground where men cannot exist is the tabernacle of the saints. It is time to come up higher. “Come away with me,” says the Lord. I am your Holy mountain, I am your higher ground, I am your high tower. And on this mountain and in the high places you shall dwell as the end of the ages draws nigh. ……….Come unto Me.
Psa 27:13 I would have lost heart unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.
Can I go a wee bit further brothers and sisters. I would have died unless I had seen the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. I have seen His goodness. I have laid down in that goodness the way a child lays down in the arms of his mother. He has been so good to me. I am not hoping in some goodness in some future time, I am alive because of the goodness of God. He was good to me in the depths of the fire. When everything around me was falling to pieces, when I was hard pressed on every side, He was good to me. When I was lying wounded on the battle field of life, His goodness came charging in on a white Horse and picked me up. When I could see no way ahead and despair began rising like mighty floodwaters all around me, His goodness lifted me up to higher ground.
The Lord is my strength and my shield and my heart rejoices in Him. ‘When my mother and my father forsake me, then the Lord will take care of me.” Many saints have been rejected by their loved ones for a myriad of reasons and the Lord is with them through it all. His goodness and mercy follow us all the days of our lives. In the great dark dungeons of our lives, Gods goodness light up the way out. When we are faced with challenges that we simply cannot face, His goodness brings strength to our inner man. “In the time of my trouble, He shall hide me in His pavilion.” Oh brothers and sisters, I know this pavilion, I have hidden there many many times. In the secret place of His tabernacle He hid me and set me high upon a rock.
The greatest desire of my life has been to dwell in the house of the Lord. His pavilion, His tabernacle. I want to dwell there all the days of my life to behold the beauty and the holiness of my God. Yes indeed, I would have died if I had not seen these places, not hidden in these places, not run into that High Tower. The Lord is my light and my salvation and my goodness and He is the strength of my life. My own strength has failed me so many times, and I am glad, for in my weakness, I experienced the goodness of God. In my weaknesses I boast. I can do no other. And in that boast the power of Christ rests upon me. For surely, when I am weak, He is strong in me. When I am dying, His goodness is displayed in me. When I come to the end of myself the Lord Jesus is there for all the world to see. Lord Jesus, be glorified in your servants
I was born by the river
In a dirty ol town of hard livin
And that old river just keeps on running
And I know I just got to keep on forgivin.
That old river is fast flowin
But it couldn't wash away all the pain
For in the eddy's and the alleys
The gutters of life kept pouring down rain.
Cobblestones streets illuminated by full moon nights
Lamp posts silhouetted, sandstone chimney pots
The thing about this rain that never seems to stop
It soaks you to the bone and everything rots
As I flew a long long way from the valley
And left it far far and away behind
To the big sky horizons of a different world
Yet the valley was never far from my mind
Still the river flowed, still the rain fell
And even in this land of vast horizons
I was walking though the long deep valley
Looking for a world I could arise in.
And then a hand reached down through the rain
Through the misty darkness of cobblestone streets
Where the gutters were awash with pain
A new land came forward and the old ones retreat
Now the river keeps running through the valley
And the rain keeps fallin from above
Yet the sun has broken through the landscape
And has filled that old valley with its love.
Isa 13:3 I have commanded my sanctified ones, I have also called my mighty ones for mine anger, even them that rejoice in my highness.
There is a burden and it lies heavily upon the sanctified saints of the Lord. They see what is coming, as clearly as they see the sun setting, they know that the end is at hand. This burden of course causes the saint to finds rest in the Word. It may lay heavily upon them, but for those who ignore the burden of the Lord for what is to come it will crush them like a heavy load. The weapons God chooses to use are indignation. Much like David was indignant when he heard the giant mock the people of God, he chose a few smooth stones and ran towards the enemy. The saints of God are the smooth stones that bring down giants. Sanctified by the river, shaped only by the hand of God, they shall bring down all that exalts itself above God. The hearts of men shall fail them as they see the signs in the heavens of the Son of man approaching. The heavens shall be shaken and the earth will move out of her place as that terrible day approaches.
A banner is set up high on the mountain for all the world to see, it is the Lord’s standard. In the Old Testament God used the wicked as His “anointed ones.” This was a type. Now, when the Lord returns with His saints at His side and the dead in Christ shall rise and those who are still alive will join the heavenly hosts, the hearts of the whole world shall melt like wax in the presence of the Lord. God’s enemies shall be subdued and His peace shall break forth as the dawning of a brand new day. The lion shall lay down with the lamb. A child shall lead the lion and the leopard and the calf and the bear shall graze together. The earth shall be full of the knowledge of the Lord as the waters cover the sea. And the saints shall dwell high on the mountain and exalt and praise the Lord and the whole earth will be filled with the praises of God.
The name Diotrephes means “nourished by Jupiter.” Jupiter was the Roman God, the most important of all their gods and was worshiped across the Roman empire. He symbolizes everything Rome was. And the Diotrephes that we meet in 3rd John is a man who loved to have the preeminence. Many believe that the dagger that was struck at the heart of the Church was Constantine, but in reality it was this man as early as the 80s ad. I discovered over my 20 years participation in the system, that fellowship with mere professors was harmful to my own walk and was met, for the most part, by indifference from those who at best, were perpetual babes as opposed to sons and daughters. This perpetual state of infancy( and I’m being generous) is perpetuated by the very system itself. Clergy/laity divide is the main symptom of the Diotrophes syndrome. Diotrophes replaced Jesus by putting himself in His place. This is why he was such an enemy to John. He would be upstaged by John and for men who love the preeminence, there is nothing worse than being upstaged.
There can be no spiritual progress in a system where Jesus has been usurped. We are called to be sons and daughters, not perpetual babes being taught the same rudimentary things week in and week out by a system that is, for the most part, devoid of the Holy Spirit. Who can grow unless they are led and guided by the Holy Spirit? Could Diotrephes replace Jesus? What would become of the people who sat under him? Would they not slowly die on the vine if they stayed there? I believe this situation is what kept Paul up at night. This was the reason for his prayers, tears and warnings, night and day for three years. Jesus addresses it through John in 3rd John and then again the first chapters of Revelations. So serious was the charge from Jesus that it came with a dire warning, the removal of the Lampstand. Jesus does not make idle threats. There is nothing to suggest that repentance came. So, a religion began to form without a Lampstand, and culminated in throwing in its lot in with Rome and Constantine.
Thankfully God always has a remnant and throughout all of those times they stood fast. Millions were killed as they were hunted down by the hordes of Diotrephes. Men, so loving and desirous of power and influence and authority and most of all the preeminence, that they were willing to hunt down every challenger to their position and kill them. And yet, of course, this only made the genuine Church all the more stronger as they stood against hell itself. In the end, the devil settled for clergy/laity divide. He knows this guts any gathering of its power because by its very system, Jesus is usurped. And when Jesus is usurped, nothing grows. And so we have fig tress that have no figs. From a distance it promises much but on closer inspection it has no fruit. How can it have fruit when it is overtaken by the Diotrephes syndrome?
“We can attach our name to a city, a tower, a temple, a religious movement, a ministry— to beautiful things we do in the name of the Lord and set upon a pedestal for all to admire. But we can attach no name to ashes on the altar.” (Kalli Womack Cook) When Jesus is preeminent there are no names. There is no posterity, there is no position. There is only Him and Him lifted up. This is the source of all spiritual power, it starts and ends with Jesus being elevated. When man elevates himself then God vanishes. “It’s not just the pastors on the stages of modern churches. It’s everyone involved: the worship leaders, the band members… all that goes into a “worship service” – everyone who has a title/position in these church systems. I would say even the congregation because they approve, affirm and encourage it. Actors on a stage. It’s all a show. They love the “preeminence “. I’ve been a part of that scene in the past. The feeling of preeminence is a real thing, a feeling of superiority. Our traditions are more comforting than a real relationship with the Living God. We continue to build our own kingdoms in this world. (Jennifer Dietrich Warren)
Actors on a stage. The Greek word for actor is “hypokrites,” where we get the English word hypocrite. Someone who pretends to have something they do not actually possess. The actual Greek word is a compound noun, its made up of two Greek words that literally translate “an interpreter from underneath.” Underneath what? Underneath the mask, as ancient Greek actors wore masks. In the case of clergy, what they are pretending to have, which they do not, is the preeminence. Unless Jesus has the preeminence, everything is just acting on a stage with a mask on. Diotrephes was deadly afraid of being exposed by John, so he banned him from coming to their gathering and expelled anyone who agreed with John. He knew he would be “upstaged,’ and this of course, lies at the very heart of the Diotrephes syndrome. Its about power and ego and prestige and authority and under no circumstances will the Diotrphes man ever allow himself to be usurped. He has already usurped Jesus in his desire to be preeminent. In effect he has sold his soul in a desire to be recognized and to be worshiped.
Brothers and sisters, this system is heading towards its zenith. The coming climax is the great whore church. This is where those who have sold their souls for preeminence will get everything their hearts have ever desired. They will take this new found authority as a sign from God of His pleasure and of course, will be merciless towards all who stand in their way. They will be given the authority to hunt down all those “who oppose God,” meaning those who oppose them. Authority. It is always what the devil has desired. He demanded that Jesus fall down and worship him. He would give Him all the kingdoms of the world if He would only bow down to him. The clergy system will be given all the power they ever desired by bowing down to the evil one. And every true and genuine saint will represent the Apostle John, rejected by the ones who seek the preeminence. And the Diotrephes syndrome will have its glorious moment, and then, of course, Christ the Lord, the preeminent one shall return in all His glory.
Isa 12:3 Therefore with joy shall ye draw water out of the wells of salvation.
William Cowper, in his famous hymn “God moves in a mysterious way,” writes “Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.” Even when God is angry with His people, His plan is moving forward. We can trust Him in all things. His ways are higher than our ways, He sees it all, we see a snapshot. And in that snapshot we often only see the dire circumstances that surround us, but of course there is an unfolding plan that will not change. “His purposes will ripen fast,unfolding every hour.The bud may have a bitter taste,but sweet will be the flow’r.” There is a bitter taste in the world today brothers and sisters, no doubt, but the sweet smelling aroma of His presence is with us still, in the hearts of His saints. No matter how bitter the hour, how pleasant is our Lord and God who holds us and sustains us in the midst of it all.
Therefore being justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ: By whom also we have access by faith into this grace wherein we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God.(Rom 5:1-2) We rejoice in the hope and the glory of God. God is our salvation, God alone is our strength. His strength and power and and glory are without beginning and they have no end. They are inexhaustible. Therefore, brothers and sisters, because of this great truth we shall draw near to Him with great Joy and draw waters from these inexhaustible wells, the glorious wells of our salvation. As the land is ravaged by drought, we who are found in Him shall never thirst as we draw near to Him. “Deep in unfathomable mines of never failing skill He treasures up His bright designs and works His sov’reign will. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; the clouds ye so much dread are big with mercy and shall break In blessings on your head.” Thank you for the rain Lord, thank you for your refreshing waters that water the very depths of our souls.
Like the martyrs afterwards, at the stake and amid the flames, who it is testified that so deep was their inward joy that they were unconscious of the external agony. so He was transported above His anguish by the very joy of His Father’s presence and love. It was this that enabled Him to endure “For the joy set before Him He endured the cross, despising the shame.” He saw not the deep dark valley of humiliation, but the heights of resurrection-life and ascension glory just beyond. And He was lifted above the consciousness of the present by the vision and hope and the joy of the Lord. This is the joy He gives to us. It is nothing less than the fullness of His own heart throbbing in our breast and sharing with us His own immutable blessedness (A.B.Simpson)
Do you see what the brother is saying saints? He did not see the dark valley of humiliation rather He saw the heights of resurrection life and the glory “just beyond.” This is the power of the Holy Spirit working in us. The same Holy Spirit that was in the Lord Jesus Christ is in you and He gives you the same vision that the Lord had in this sense. Can you see what is just beyond? Just beyond your circumstances. Just beyond your trial. Just beyond your sickness. Just beyond your enemies. We have the power in us to see just beyond the horizon of this world and glimpse the ascension glory of eternity. The world to come, the world beyond this, the world that already exists in us, the world we actually walk in. The Kingdom. And we see the Kingdoms King and His name is Jesus.
And so as the days grow darker look up and see the light. As the enemy grows bolder know that you have the power to stand and fight. There are no mortal flames that can burn the glory down. It only intensifies the light above and gives us greater sight to see the one who wears the crown. What flood can overwhelm us when He raises us to higher ground? Shall we not count it all rather as rubbish so that in Him we shall be found? There is an eternal fountain of gladness and joy that we have access too. As we stand upon His holy Hill and be drenched by the morning dew that falls from heavens heights. And so we stay close to the one who leads us on and speaks to us in the still small voice. And to that voice we must respond. If we are to see the light of Christ and see what is just beyond. The glory of the risen King, the one to whom we all shall sing…….Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty, who was and is and is to come. Crown Him with many crowns.
Isa 8:6 Forasmuch as this people refuseth the waters of Shiloah that go softly………….Now therefore, behold, the Lord bringeth up upon them the waters of the river, strong and many.
The still small voice of God that leads His people, whether through quiet times or tumultuous times, it leads them on. His people rejoice in it. They are comforted by it. Every word that proceeds forth from the mouth of God, whether written or softly spoken to the heart by the power of the Holy Spirit, is manna to the souls of His very own. Yet to those who claim to be His, this is not sufficient for them. They are discontented. They see the things of the world and they want them them and are jealous for them. They admire cultures and other countries and they despise their own, Whether in the natural or in the spiritual, the same disaster falls upon them in the end, they get what they want. And the tumultuous waters of their own desires rises up and shatters them.
The malcontent is left broken. The mighty waters of their own greed and lack of thankfulness has swept away everything. If any structure is left it is full of stinking mud and the stench is awful. This applies to individuals and nations. There is a mighty flood coming and it is coming because the people have rejected the still waters of Shiloah. It will reach up to the neck, bringing terror to those caught in its swift flowing power. Yet, there is a remnant who love to hear the still small voice of the Lord. Who love to dwell beside the still waters. The Lord Himself has led us there. He has planted us beside the waters and we are like evergreen trees which gives its fruit in season and whose leaves do not wither. Rejoice and be thankful brothers and sisters in the still small voice of the Lord that flows gently through the depths of who we are. It is the waters of life, the river of life, that flows from the throne of God.
Isaiah 6:7 ….Behold, this has touched your lips. Your iniquity is taken away and your sin is purged.
Will you run from the terror of the light? Or will you flee from the darkness of the night? Will you stand and cry out “oh wretched man that I am?” Stand and face the terror of the light which is the majesty of God Himself. The Glory of God, the Holiness of God which undoubtedly strikes terror into men. See Isaiah fall down as if dead and cry out that he is undone in the midst of the impenetrable light, yet it penetrates him to his very core. This is a salvation experience when a man meets God. This is why the cry is heard “what must we do to be saved….is there mercy for me?” They have encountered the terror of the light and they know that they have been found wanting, they are, indeed, undone.
And yet, in the midst of all of that spiritual turmoil and hanging between heaven and hell, they discover that there is mercy. Not a coal from the fires of heaven that will purge their sin, no, something much greater than that. The Blood of the Lord Jesus Christ Himself that within it indwells justice and judgment and mercy all at once in a brilliant amalgam to those who flee the night and face the light. This encounter is salvation, forged in the burning roiling chaotic unsaved soul touched by the order of heaven. Listen to the chains fall as a man stands in the terror of the light and realizes that not only is he not undone as he knows he surely was, but He is being born again in the glory and being remade in the image of God’s own Son. He has traveled in a mere moment from rightful condemnation to knowing there is therefore now no more condemnation. Now, he runs to the light, no longer a terror to him, but a fulfillment of all things. He is whole and complete, here before the mercy seat.
Tomorrows rain shall never come
For this is the eve of the final setting sun
The filth has not, nor shall be washed away
And now the stench of a world that refuses to pray.
This was a vineyard on a very fruitful hill
There should have been good fruit but we took a bitter pill
And wild grapes came forth and refused to now the knee
We rejected the Creator for all that we could see.
And so we drew iniquity with the cords of our own vanity
And now the terror of the Lord and the glory of His Majesty
Causes men to run and hide from the horror of the light
For now they realize that they are creatures of the night.
The children of the day shall take their place atop the mountains
And from those lofty heights there shall flow eternal fountains
And all the nations of the earth shall flow towards these waters
And the praises of our God and King shall rise from sons and daughters.
Isa 4:4 When the Lord shall have washed away the filth of the daughters of Zion,
When the rain ceases to fall, the city becomes filthy. Without the presence of God, pride rises up. Yet, they are like shooting stars. Soon enough the haughty and the proud begin to fall. Their ascendancy seemed like it would never end. They soared high and then hit their apex because the power of their trajectory was by the strength of their own arm. God allows the proud to fall. He exposes what lies behind the “beauty.” The thin veneers of societies are ripped away and we get to see who people really are. Are we not there now brothers and sisters? Do we not see the monsters of iniquity now unashamed of their murderous desires to slaughter children and pervert and groom the ones who are left? This is not the exception, rather it is the rule. It is everyman’s neighbor. God is certainly at the door and who among His own would not rejoice in His coming?
We are told that the Lord will wash away the filth by the Spirit of judgement and the Spirit of burning. In that very day Christ shall be exalted and His beauty and His glory shall be clearly seen by all. He shall raise up His own out of this fire and they will have for a covering a cloud of smoke by day and a flaming fire by night. In other words they shall have the presence of God with them in the very midst of judgement. This is what the saints of God have brothers and sisters. We have the Holy Spirit now, He is a cloud by day and a fire by night. It is not visible because it dwells in us but those who are His can be clearly seen in an ever darkening world. Stand fast brothers and sisters, for the Lord is at the door, just like in the days of Noah. They mocked Noah, they will mock you, but you know the rain is coming, you know the fire is about to fall. Walk in the sure knowledge of what you know and let the mockers mock.
Isa 1:9 Except the LORD of hosts had left unto us a very small remnant, we should have been as Sodom, and we should have been like unto Gomorrah.
In verse five we see Isaiah’s description. The whole head is sick. The whole heart faints. From the sole of the foot to the head, there is no soundness. Wounds and bruises and putrefying sores, they are open wounds for all to see. This is our world today, there is no soundness in it. There is no nation that has distinguished itself, they are all alike. The only thing that has averted all out disaster and ruin raining down on us like fire from heaven is the very small remnant of God’s people around the world. They are a gift to the world. The only light that presently exists is the light of remnant saints.
Christendom is a forsaken people, such has been their fall. Their house has been left to them desolate. Shall they be forgiven? Shall they humble themselves in the sight of the Lord? Is their coffers not full of silver and gold? Do they not worship the works of their own hands, in fact is not the work of their own hand all that they have? Isaiah says to such a people “Enter into the rock, and hide in the dust from the terror of the Lord and the glory of His majesty.” (Isa 2:4) Proud men shall cry out in terror and flee from the Glory of His majesty. The “very small remnant,” shall not flee from the Glory of His majesty, but rather they shall run into it and they shall be safe. His glory is their high tower. His majesty is their very life blood. His presence is their very existence.
He has stretched out the heavens like a curtain. His ministers are a flaming fire. The clouds are His chariots and He walks upon the wings of the wind. He looks upon the earth and it trembles, He hides His face and the whole world is troubled. His glory shall endure forever. His hand, for a moment, is stretched out to a undeserving people. Shall the haughty humble themselves? Shall they give up the works of their own hands? Shall they abandon the many centuries of tradition that has caused them to wander so far from the source of all life? They only life that exists is in Him. When He arises to shake the earthy mightily, and He will do so very soon, will He be a terror to you and will you flee from the glory of His majesty? Fall down now and live, or, enter into the rock and see if you can hide from the terror of the Lord to come.
A Call To The Remnant 