Beautiful Freedom

Infants in Christ. 1 Corinthians 3:1 Are you mourning, believer, because your spiritual life is so weak, because your faith is so small, your love so feeble? Cheer up because you have reason to be grateful. Remember that in some things you are equal to the greatest and most mature Christian. • You are as much purchased with blood as he is. • You are just as much an adopted child of God as any other believer. An infant is as truly a child of its parents as is the full-grown man. \You are as completely justified, for your justification is not a matter of degree: Your little faith has made you clean every bit. • You have as much right to the precious things of the covenant as the most advanced believers, for your right to covenant mercies does not lie in your growth but in the covenant itself; and your faith in Jesus is not the measure but the token of your inheritance in Him. • You are as rich as the richest-if not in enjoyment, yet in real possession. The smallest star that

I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. Philippians 3:8 Spiritual knowledge of Christ will be a personal knowledge. I cannot know Jesus through another person's acquaintance with Him. I must know Him myself; I must know Him on my own account. It will be an intelligent knowledge-I must know Him not as in the visionary dreams of Him, but as the Word reveals Him. I must know His natures, divine and human. I must know His offices (Prophet, Priest and King)-His attributes-His works-His shame-His glory. I must meditate upon Him until I "comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge."1 It will be an affectionate knowledge of Him; indeed, if I know Him at all, I must love Him. An ounce of heart knowledge is worth a ton of head learning. Our knowledge of Him will be a satisfying knowledge. When I know my Savior, my mind will be

"We Have An Anchor" Verse 1 Will your anchor hold in the storms of life, When the clouds unfold their wings of strife? When the strong tides lift, and the cables strain, Will your anchor drift or firm remain? Chorus We have an anchor that keeps the soul Steadfast and sure while the billows roll, Fastened to the Rock which cannot move, Grounded firm and deep in the Savior’s love. Verse 2 It is safely moored, ’twill the storm withstand, For ’tis well secured by the Savior’s hand; And the cables, passed from His heart to mine, Can defy that blast, thro’ strength divine. Verse 3 It will firmly hold in the straits of fear, When the breakers have told the reef is near; Tho’ the tempest rave and the wild winds blow, Not an angry wave shall our bark o’erflow. Verse 4 When our eyes behold thro’ the gath’ring night The city of gold, our harbor bright, We shall anchor fast by the heav’nly shore, With the storms all past forevermore.