What a privilege…

My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass. But Thou, O LORD, shalt endure forever; and Thy remembrance unto all generations. Thou shalt arise, and have mercy upon Zion: for the time to favour her, yea, the set time, is come.” Ps. 102:11-13

What a privilege we have to be able and entitled through sheer, undeserved grace to call God our Father, Christ our elder brother, and the elect body of scattered strangers worldwide our brothers and sisters in the family of God and in the church of the firstborn.

Dear friends here in Nowra, I know there are brothers and sisters around the world interceding for you today. Some of these saints you know and some you don’t know, but they have offered up prayers for you, and for this service today. I know also that the Lord hears these prayers and delights to honour them. But these are prayers for blessings we can obtain only when we gather under the sound of the gospel.

We are one body, though many parts. One family in our Lord Jesus Christ, though thinly spread on the face of this globe. United, joined and one together with Him through His death and resurrection.

This union and these relationships are exclusive to us and precious. They have been won for us at great cost by our wonderful Saviour. Let us cherish them and, dare I say, venture on them actively and confidently. For we have the right, as children, to go boldly into His presence with our hopes, fears, requests and petitions. Remember, our big brother has said, And whatsoever ye shall ask in my name, that will I do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son. If ye shall ask any thing in my name, I will do it (John 14:13, 14).

Peter Meney

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