If you think about it, ours is a transient existence. Nothing really lasts . . . not even us. Sure, in terms of a lifespan, we might consider certain things to have a measure of longevity . . . some things even spanning multiple lifespans . . . but how brief is a life? God, who created us, says that we are but “a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes” (James 4:14). Nothing lasts . . . mists . . . even if they are multiple mists, still just mists. That’s probably why the concept of something eternal stirs the heart. To think of something beyond transience . . . to entertain the idea that something could truly be permanent . . . to believe that beyond this passing scene, there is something that will truly last. That’s why, continuing to read in Hebrews this morning, my souls is stirred by the truth of an eternal redemption.
But when Christ appeared as a High Priest of the good things that have come, then through the greater and more perfect tent (not made with hands, that is, not of this creation) He entered once for all into the holy places, not by means of the blood of goats and calves but by means of His own blood, thus securing an eternal redemption. (Hebrews 9:11-12 ESV)
Christ has secured an eternal redemption.
Eternal redemption . . . whisper those words . . . speak them over in your mind and through your lips . . . and tell me it doesn’t stir something in the inner man.
Christ . . . the Messiah . . . the Son of God . . . He who became flesh . . . He who offered Himself as a sacrifice for all sin . . . He who was buried and, on the third, rose from the dead . . . He who ascended . . . has entered, as High Priest, the holy of holy places . . . thus obtaining, for those who are His own, an eternal redemption.
I have been redeemed . . . ransomed . . . rescued. The Savior has purchased me out of the bondage of sin and death. The Shepherd has promised me that He would lead me by still waters and make me lie down in green pastures (Ps. 23:1-20. The Bridegroom will one day present me, along with all who comprise His glorious church, as a bride “in splendor, without spot or wrinkle or any such thing, that she might be holy and without blemish” (Eph. 5:27).
Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it! Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb. Redeemed through His infinite mercy, His child, and forever I am. ~ Fanny Crosby
An eternal redemption. The price, having been paid in full, is sufficient to keep forever those who have known rescue. I need not fret about whether or not “the meter will expire” . . . whether or not, I’ll be able to keep it going until the end . . . because it is His work, of which I am a benefactor by faith. My salvation is founded in His unending life, and am I now “in Christ,” enveloped in Him who is the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. My hope rests not in my ability to keep it going, but in the everlasting ministry of an eternal Savior on behalf of His purchased people.
Everything eventually passes away . . . but not my redemption. Everything eventually fades and decays . . . but not my reward. Everything loses its shine and glory . . . but not my Redeemer.
To Him be all praise . . . forever and ever . . . amen?