“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” (John 10:27-30 ESV).
“I will never leave you nor forsake you” (Hebrews 13:5 ESV).
My son Jonathan has always liked to run. When he was a toddler, you really had to keep your eye on him because he would run off and leave you without ever looking back.
He once scared us nearly to death at the local grocery store. We had just gotten him out of the shopping cart and turned to load the groceries, when he took off running across the parking lot. I sprinted to catch him just before he ran in front of a car.
I wonder who people would have blamed if he had been run over? Would they have said, “Tough luck. The kid shouldn’t have run. He should have listened better to his father.”
No. I think they would have blamed me. I know that I blamed myself for even letting it be such a close call. From that day forward, I always kept my hand on Jonathan. Sometimes he would take both of his little hands and try and pry loose, but I held firm. He was not getting free of my grip.
Isn’t that what good fathers do? They hold firmly to their child’s hand. They won’t let anyone “snatch them” from their protective grip.
And isn’t our God a great father? The Word says that He will not let anyone “snatch” those of us who belong to Him out of His hand. He says, “I will never leave you nor forsake you.”
I’ve never worried that God would leave me, but I have been concerned about myself. What if I decide to up and run off?
Well, God didn’t stutter when He said “never leave” and “never forsake.” The first means He won’t leave us. The second means that He won’t let go. He won’t forsake hanging on to us.
This is called the doctrine of eternal security. The idea is that the God who saved us by grace, keeps us by grace. For the Calvinist, this is the “P” in their “TULIP” (Perseverance of the saints). Although they are right to observe that those who are saved will persevere to the end, I think they are putting the emphasis in the wrong place. It isn’t the saint’s perseverance. It’s God’s. Eternal security puts the emphasis on Him, not us.
God just won’t let go of my hand.
“I will not leave you as orphans;I will come to you” (John 14:18 ESV).
“The Lord Jesus on the night when he was betrayed took bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it, and said, “This is my body which is for you. Do this in remembrance of me.” In the same way also he took the cup, after supper, saying, “This cup is the new covenant in my blood. Do this, as often as you drink it, in remembrance of me.” For as often as you eat this bread and drink the cup, you proclaim the Lord’s death until he comes (1 Corinthians 11:23-26).
“What is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?” (Psalm 8:4 ESV).
“For the word of God is living and
“And I will pray the Father, and He will give you another Helper, that He may abide with you forever—the Spirit of truth, whom the world cannot receive, because it neither sees Him nor knows Him; but you know Him, for He dwells with you and will be in you” (John 14:16-17 NKJV).
So, we received their gift. And I’m glad we did. At least, I got glad after a couple of days of being in Williamsburg. I’m still learning to rest and receive.
“Then the master told his servant, ‘Go out to the roads and country lanes and make them come in, so that my house will be full.'” (Luke 14:23 NIV84).
This time a year ago we were looking at a rundown property in the middle of the city. We were hoping that we could make it our home. We saw God perform numerous miracles in our church to clear the way.
But let’s not become myopic in our mission for this city. Let’s keep taking it to the streets, telling people about Jesus!
“Now this is eternal life: that they may know you, the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom you have sent” (John 17:3 NIV84).
Looking back at who brought me the gospel, the most influential were my mother and grandmother. My grandmother was born in 1912 and I was born in 1958 (46 years between us, or rounded, 50). Her grandfather, Rev. Campbell H. Barker, was born in 1858 and died in 1931. He was a farmer and a church planter. He actually planted and built the Willow Branch Baptist Church where I was baptized at age eleven (This plaque about him hangs in the church). I’m sure he had a great influence on my grandmother’s coming to faith.
“And they devoted themselves to the apostles’