But Not All

“Yet I reserve [a remnant of the Church]—all [who have not grown drowsy] and all [who have not fallen asleep].” (1 Kings 19:18, NIV 1984).

My Musings – I know I’ve taken a lot of liberty with the above text, but I wanted to follow-up on yesterday’s musings on “While the Church Slept.” In that blog, I briefly discussed the many (but not all) churches that have chosen to appease the world rather than confront it. Today, I want to discuss the “but not all” remnant.

The many, might be like the church or Laodicea. A church so entangled in the world, thinking it did not need a thing, not realizing they were pitiful. The not all could fit into two different molds. One like the church in Philadelphia. A church that kept God’s Word and had not denied His name. The other, maybe like the church in Sardis. In large part like “the many,” but with a few that had not soiled their clothes. “Fine linen, bright and clean.“

We know there will be a great falling away as the end approaches. Who knows how much worse it will become before the end? But God always has His remnant and against the Universal Church, the gates of hell will not prevail.

My Advice – For the remnant, “let us rejoice and be glad and give him glory! For the wedding of the Lamb [will] come, and his bride [will make] herself ready. Fine linen, bright and clean, [will be] given her to wear.” (Revelation 19:7–8, NIV 1984).

When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder

When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more
And the morning breaks eternal bright and fair
When the saved of earth shall gather over on the other shore
And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there.

On that bright and cloudless morning when the dead in Christ shall rise
And the glory of His resurrection share
When His chosen ones are gathered to their home beyond the skies
And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there.

Let us labor for the Master from the dawn ’til setting sun
Let us talk of all His wondrous love and care
Then when all of life is over and our work on earth is done
And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there.

When the roll is called up yonder
When the roll is called up yonder
When the roll is called up yonder
When the roll is called up yonder, [will you] be there?

— D. Reid, H. Reid, P. Balsley, J. Fortune