Sitting in Bend Oregon this morning . . . we’re on final countdown to my middle daughter’s wedding this weekend. Thinking about what I’ve read this morning in the latter part of Hebrews 6. That God made a promise to Abraham to bless him and multiply him. A promise established upon the highest of all authorities, God Himself. A promise founded on “the unchangeable character of His purpose.” A promise guaranteed with an oath by the One who, because of His very nature, cannot lie. A trustworthy promise. A sure hope. “A sure and steadfast anchor of the soul.”
And this anchor for the soul enters into an inner place . . .
We have this as a sure and steadfast anchor of the soul, a hope that enters into the inner place behind the curtain, where Jesus has gone as a forerunner on our behalf, having become a High Priest forever after the order of Melchizedek. (Hebrews 6:19-20 ESV)
Our anchor is intended to provide access. It’s not just something we are tethered to that keeps us from being swept away by the turbulent seas of life . . . though it does that. It’s not just a lifeline tied to our ankle that prevents us from straying too far away . . . though it can have that benefit from time to time. But it seems the anchor of our soul, the hope founded on the promises of an immutable God, is intended to draw us in. And that, into “the inner place behind the curtain.”
But how often do I feel like I am everywhere but within the veil? That’s when I need to be reminded that there’s Someone on the inside.
He is the Forerunner. One sent out in advance, scouting out the territory, that others might follow. Having a place on the inside, He is able to lead others there as well. Thus to follow the Forerunner is to find my way behind the curtain. To abide with the High Priest is to find refuge in the holy of holies. To seek Jesus, is to enter into the presence of God.
Sometimes I can feel so on the outside. It’s then that I need to remember that Someone’s on the inside. Interceding . . . advocating . . . inviting me, through His Spirit, to come to Him and find rest. It’s then that I need to leverage the anchor and remember the hope, allowing it to draw me to the safe harbor of His abiding presence. It’s then that I need to remember the promise . . . that solely because of Him, and not due to anything of myself, I have a place before the glorious throne of our holy, holy, holy God. That I have been saved by grace and made alive together with Christ, the Forerunner. The Father having “raised us up with Him and seated us with Him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus” (Eph. 2:6).
Oh, to rest in the One who has gone before as a forerunner on our behalf . . . to know that anchor which is secured in the inner place . . . to find rest behind the curtain, because He is there as our forever High Priest.
All because of grace . . . all for His glory.