“When the Son of man comes,
will He find faith on the earth?”
(Luke 18:8)
These are haunting words.
These words have bothered me for years.
I can't imagine a day that faith is rare, but Jesus saw that day as he looked ahead.
What would cause such a day?
Apathy?
Arrogance?
Affluence?
How could it be that faith would be a rare thing?
As I watch the world around me implode I see, for many, a response of fear rather than faith.
They have already abandoned God so all they have left is fear.
Will Christ find faith in me when he comes?
Will I let fear overwhelm me?
Has my faith already been eroded
by the culture I live in?
Difficult days demand a rekindling of faith in God, trust in him alone.
These are days when our faith will be tested.
Will it become stronger or will it fail?
As Peter said to Jesus, "Where else can we go? You have the words of life?"
Where else can we go?
Faith in Christ, faith in God is our only hope, but what a wonderful hope it is!
The Getty's wrote a wonderful hymn that gives help when faith is weak. Let me close these thoughts with the words from this wonderful song,
In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand
In Christ alone, who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless Babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
Till on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ
No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
Til He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I stand
What would cause such a day?
Apathy?
Arrogance?
Affluence?
How could it be that faith would be a rare thing?
As I watch the world around me implode I see, for many, a response of fear rather than faith.
They have already abandoned God so all they have left is fear.
Will Christ find faith in me when he comes?
Will I let fear overwhelm me?
Has my faith already been eroded
by the culture I live in?
Difficult days demand a rekindling of faith in God, trust in him alone.
These are days when our faith will be tested.
Will it become stronger or will it fail?
As Peter said to Jesus, "Where else can we go? You have the words of life?"
Where else can we go?
Faith in Christ, faith in God is our only hope, but what a wonderful hope it is!
The Getty's wrote a wonderful hymn that gives help when faith is weak. Let me close these thoughts with the words from this wonderful song,
In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand
In Christ alone, who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless Babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
Till on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ
No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
Til He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I stand
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