“For this reason God highly exalted Him and gave Him the name that is above every name, so that at the name of Jesus every knee will bow—of those who are in heaven and on earth and under the earth—and every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.” [CSB]
Every time I read Philippians 2:9-11, I long for that day to come. My heart yearns to see every knee bow and every tongue confess that my Christ Jesus is LORD.
I am 73 years old, halfway now to 74. I have loved God all my life and have tried to serve Him over the past almost 50 years. I have also seen a lot of suffering, pain, brokenness, grief, and death. I have seen firsthand the damage done to families by addictions of all kinds, criminal activity, abuse, and violence. I worked Hospice where “I met 125 new people each year, all of whom died.”
Here in my old age I have now been favored with enduring a virus pandemic, an attack on churches, anarchy in our streets and history re-written. I have watched the pillars of our nation shaken to the core. If anything, I should be depressed or discouraged about life. It does not seem fair, does it, that I should have to live my final years in this dark atmosphere.
I am, however, not depressed nor discouraged. Life may be unfair, actually life certainly is unfair, but my God, my LORD and my Master is always good. He has called me out of my sin-filled life and redeemed me by the power of His death and resurrection. He has removed my guilt and shame. He has given me that wonderful promise that I shall one day see “every knee bow before Him and every tongue confess that He is LORD to the glory of God.”
Yes, I am looking forward to that day and its glory, and it is just because things are dark now and getting darker that the light of His promised glory is getting ever brighter before me. Amen & Amen.
