It is the hope of glory. It is the assurance of unfathomable splendor. It is the certainty that one day the expectation of experiencing “what no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man imagined” (1Cor. 2:9) will be realized.

It’s not my goodness. Nor is it my confession and repentance of my lack of goodness. It’s not my holy determination to walk in a manner worthy of my calling. It’s not even my sound doctrine.

No, this morning I’m reminded that the hope of glory, while in me, doesn’t depend on me.

God wanted to make known among the Gentiles the glorious wealth of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.

(Colossians 1:27 CSB)

Christ in you. Full stop. The gospel in a nutshell. The only hope for any hope.

Christ, the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation. The Creator of all things — everything created through Him and for Him and held together by Him. Head of the church, firstborn from the dead, first over all. The fullness of God dwelling in Him. (Col. 1:15-19). And He in us. That’s the hope of glory.

No other claim have we to heaven than the Savior Himself. No merit of our own, just this mind-blowing mystery of God.

Riches beyond riches. Wealth beyond wealth. Christ in you, the hope of glory.

And this hope of glory is also our help for this day.

Christ in you. Present in our problems. Sovereign over the storm. Well aware of our weakness. Living in us and through us as we seek to live in Him and for Him. Christ in you, the help for today.

Can I really fathom all the implications of my union with Christ? Don’t think so. Can I try and live into those implications? I want to.

But for this moment, regardless of what this day’s about to bring, I savor the hope of glory — Christ in you.

Because of God’s grace. For God’s glory.