Showing posts with label predestination. Show all posts
Showing posts with label predestination. Show all posts

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Truth

Isn't it interesting how people can tolerate anything but the truth. They can tolerate Arminianism, even Roman Catholicism, but cannot tolerate the electing love of God in Jesus Christ. God must be "fair" as they define the word. He cannot discriminate between individuals because the politically correct pundits have taught them discrimination is wrong. Hopefully we all act with discrimination every day of our lives. There is no commandment in either testament which says, "thou shalt not discriminate." Indeed God loved Jacob and hated (yes, HATED) Esau before they had done any good or evil. Indeed, if good & evil were involved in God's loving (or hating) wouldn't the names be reversed? What evil did Esau do? What good did Jacob do? Can we not see the discriminating love of God here made manifest before men? Can we not look upon it in amazement knowing that none who are the recipients of this love are deserving of it? Are we not humbled when we consider our hope, given by grace, that we are one of those?

Waldensis
From the Valley of Achor

Sunday, November 23, 2008

A Hymn by Isaac Watts

Keep silence all created things,
And wait your Maker’s nod;
My soul stands trembling while she sings
The honours of her God.

Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown,
Hang on his firm decree;
He sits on no precarious throne,
Nor borrows leave TO BE.

Chained to his throne a volume lies,
With all the fates of men,
With every angel’s form and size,
Drawn by the eternal pen.

His providence unfolds the book,
And makes his counsels shine;
Each opening leaf, and every stroke,
Fulfils some deep design.

Here he exalts neglected worms
To sceptres and a crown;
And there the following page he turns,
And treads the monarch down.

Not Gabriel asks the reason why,
Nor God the reason gives;
Nor dares the favourite angel pry
Between the folded leaves.

My God, I would not long to see
My fate with curious eyes;
What gloomy lines are writ for me,
Or what bright scenes may rise.

In thy fair book of life and grace,
O may I find my name
Recorded in some humble place,
Beneath my Lord the Lamb.

This beautiful hymn by Watts sets forth both the glory of God and the response of a sinner to beholding that glory with a Spiritual eye. He knows God has determined all things which will befall him, but he does not want to know them. The important thing for him, is that his name is recorded in the Lamb's book of life. Those names there were written before the foundation of the world. They are the names of those chosen in Christ Jesus and given to him in Eternal Vital Union. The poor, trembling child of grace knows he cannot merit anything from God, cannot merit a place in that book. He may have tried and tried for years to do good, be good and stay good, but he has found the work of his hands to be insufficient for the eternal things of Jehovah. He cannot raise himself up. It must have been done for him and to him and in spite of him and his native, Adamic rebellion against the most high.

Think on these things.

Waldensis
An Inhabitant of the Valley of Achor

Greetings

Welcome to this my blog.

This blog will be Theological in nature, from a decided Predestinarian viewpoint. It is also unapologetically Old School Primitive Baptist. Too many today think they must either defend God, or apologize for His actions in the world. I shall do neither. God rules. God reigns through Jesus Christ today. God's will is what is done in, on, to and through this world and all of His creation. I can hear some now, "does that mean that God wants babies to die??" Yes, or they would not die. Remember frail, infantile man, God's thoughts are not your thoughts neither are His ways your ways. When He speaks it is done, and what He commands stands fast.

I hope to explore these thoughts further as well as other things regarding time and eternity and our place in it, by nature and by grace (if we be God's.)

A Waldensis
An Inhabitant of the valley of Achor