Arrived

Watching and waiting our whole life through
For the moment when we arrive in glory.
We’ll be standing before His emerald throne.
O what a day it will be!

All tears are gone and suffering ceased,
Perfect new life with no earthly strife,
For we’ve finished the race, run to His embrace.
O what a day that will be!

When we’ve arrived, stunned and surprised,
All things resolved in the blink of an eye;
No more distractions, no sin left to fight.
That first glimpse of Jesus and faith becomes sight.

Feel the ground shake, hear thunder roll.
See blinding light and seraphim flight.
All amazed we will fall, yet the Father will call,
“Stand, I have made you my own!”

A choir with angels, martyrs and saints,
Singing His praise, with no end to the day,
Shouting “holy, holy, holy” to Almighty God;
O what a song that will be!

When we’ve arrived, stunned and surprised,
All things resolved in the blink of an eye;
No more distractions, no sin left to fight. T
hat first glimpse of Jesus and faith and faith becomes sight.

From “O For That Day” by ENFIELD
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Words and Music by Ryan Foglesong, Brian Steckler,Rick Holland & David Zimmer
©2008 Resolved Music. All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

Anchored

My soul is anchored to Heav’n’s holy veil,
For Christ, the Great High Priest,
Died in my stead.
Hold fast! God’s promise will never fail.
We are His,
For Christ has risen from the dead.

No man or angel can keep me from Him.
My hope in heaven is steadfast and and firm.
Though trials and suff’ring come,
Death cannot win.
So we live in light of our great King’s return.

Your steadfast love
Will lead us through the tempest.
Grace and strength are ours.
Your faithfulness
Will see us through the storm
And give us hope to carry on.

In faith, my ransomed soul will ne’er depart
From Christ, my Savior who freed me from sin.
Rejoice! This confidence is sealed in our hearts
By the Spirit who empow’rs us from within!

Your steadfast love
Will lead us through the tempest.
Grace and strength are ours.
Your faithfulness
Will see us through the storm
And give us hope to carry on.

Await with patience now, all those who long
To join their Savior in Heav’n’s endless days.
A glorious time will come when all join the song,
In one loud voice, “May Jesus Christ be praised!”

Your steadfast love
Will lead us through the tempest.
Grace and strength are ours.
Your faithfulness
Will see us through the storm
And give us hope to carry on.

– Words and Music by Ryan Foglesong

©2008 Resolved Music. All Rights Reserved. International Copyright Secured.

Today I Was Baptized… Again

Today I was baptized… again

When I was four, I asked Jesus into my heart…or so I thought. As was only fitting, I was baptized ten month later. I understood that I belonged to Christ and should obey Him. Now that I was a good person, I ought to obey my parents, memorize Bible verses, not lust after women, and go to church, a lot.

A Whitewashed Tomb

In light of my decision to follow Jesus, I counted myself righteous. I worshipped myself. I daily bowed before the idols of comfort, pleasure, and pride. I did not cherish Christ; I revered myself. My heart was characterized by self-righteousness, selfishness, covetousness, a critical spirit, pride, and more. I was a whitewashed tomb. Even when I looked polished on the outside, I was internally corrupt.

When I was dead

Though I was dead in my trespasses and sins, and was walking according to the desires of my flesh, Christ made me alive. In many moments, over many years, the Spirit worked. A miraculous change occurred. In a moment my eyes were opened. I saw clearly that I was unrighteous. I was the Publican; I was the tax collector. God exposed my wickedness.

Now what?

Soon baptisms haunted me. I had so many questions. Had I been genuinely baptized? Was I saved when I was baptized? When did God regenerate me? Had God accepted my childish prayer, corrupt and misguided as it was?

If yes, then why did my life conflict for so long with that profession?

If no, then I needed to be baptized.

My pride prevented me from accepting the obvious truth: I was born again after I was first immersed.

Raised in Newness of life

This morning at the Ridge Covenant Church, three people came to be baptized. However, the wind didn’t blow as planned; The Spirit didn’t follow the schedule. Instead, five were buried with Christ in baptism, and I was one of them.

When Pastor Andy opened the waters of baptism to all who were willing, I knew it was time. I could no longer refuse. It was time to own the truth: I needed to be baptized. So, despite my dry-clean-only pants, I got wet.

God’s Grace

The Spirit put up with my disobedience for over nine years. He was very patient with me. How generous is God’s grace! May He call me to fuller obedience until Christ is fully formed in me.

No More Night

The timeless theme, Earth and Heaven will pass away
Its not a dream, God will make all things new that day
Gone is the curse from which I stumbled and fell
Evil is banished to eternal hell

No more night, no more pain
No more tears, never crying again
And praises to the great, “I AM”
We will live in the light of the risen Lamb

See all around, now the nations bow down to sing
The only sound is the praises to Christ, our King
Slowly the names from the book are read
I know the King, so theres no need to dread

No more night, no more pain
No more tears, never crying again
And praises to the great, “I AM”
We will live in the light of the risen Lamb

See over there, theres a mansion
Oh, thats prepared just for me
Where I will live with my Savior eternally

No more night, no more pain
No more tears, never crying again
And praises to the great, “I AM”
We will live in the light of the risen Lamb

All praises to the great, “I AM”
Were gonna live in the light of the risen Lamb

-Walter S Harrah