Perseverance of the saints 3

How blessed to know that one’s sins are gone.  How impossible to walk that long, lonely, narrow road without this assurance.  Come to think if it, how hard to walk that long, lonely, narrow road even with this assurance, for too often we lose sight of the Light, and forget the hope which is in the Spirit, not in the flesh.

And there is that within us which will not let us go.  In those moments of doubt, worry, failure and darkness, another Being gently dwells within, leading us out of despair, reminding us of our blessings, confirming us in our journey, overwhelming us with the Holy One of Israel:

Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered. (Rom 8:26)

When we have and reflect upon such hallowed help, all is well with our souls.



Narrow is the way to heaven

puffed up as we are with leaven,

narrow as one human being

Who knew no other way of being


Justified, gone is our weight

impatient now, having to wait,

so deep and dark the heart of us

serene salvation – worldly fuss


Sanctified, each day a trial

patient plodding, mile by mile,

a tightrope now beneath our feet

if stumbling, gripping hands complete.


Glorified, we’ll be one day

all self glory taken away,

for in that day the Lord will shine

gone every dirty, dangerous mine.