The Gratitude of the Redeemed

The King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me. Matthew 25:40.
Every action of ours in befriending God’s people will be rewarded as done unto Himself.
What satisfaction will every reaper have, when the clear, musical voice of Jesus shall be heard, saying, “Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world.” “Enter thou into the joy of thy lord.”
The Redeemer is glorified because He has not died in vain. With glad, rejoicing hearts, those who have been colaborers with God see of the travail of their soul for perishing, dying sinners, and are satisfied. The anxious hours they have spent, the perplexing circumstances they have had to meet, the sorrow of heart because some refused to see and receive the things which make for their peace, are forgotten. The self-denial they have practiced in order to support the work, is remembered no more. As they look upon the souls they sought to win to Jesus, and see them saved, eternally saved—monuments of God’s mercy and of a Redeemer’s love—there ring through the arches of heaven shouts of praise and thanksgiving.
There is a heaven before us, and among its inhabitants there will be no strife….
We shall greet the holy family of the redeemed, and hear the words of Christ, “Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world.” We shall touch our golden harps, and heaven will ring with rich music. We shall cast our glittering crowns at His feet, and give glory to Him who has overcome in our behalf.
There may be some things here that we do not understand. Some things in the Bible may appear to us mysterious, because they are beyond our finite comprehension. But as our Saviour leads us by the living waters, He will make clear to our minds that which was not before clearly understood.
Maranatha p. 317
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Prayer Requests
—–My sister Pat .went to the library today and she asked the woman at the desk for some help. She ignored her then Pat asked a little louder, and the woman called security and told him she was disturbing the people in there. . . . he called the police and they took Pat slammed her down on the floor. and handcuffed her hands behind her back, and made her sit on the floor while they questioned the woman at the desk.. Several people came up to Jason her son, and gave him their name and phone number as witnesses. Pat has a law suit against the library and the police dept. she is 71 handicapped walks with either a cane or a walker. that was why she was sobbing so hard when I called her and wanted God to take her out of this world. . . . These days the police are so stressed out they just manhandle people roughly. End times for sure and just the beginning of sorrows…..M.
—–Please pray for my family. We really need it. Nicole
—–Please pray for my father Emil. He is in the ICU with 2 very bad infections and not responding to antibiotics. He is on a ventilator. Also pray for him to completely give his life to Jesus. Thank you. Mary
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Dear Friends,
In 1967, I took a year’s training as a trained physical therapy aide at the Battle Creek Sanitarium. This was before the days of the PT assistant course colleges now offer. The course the San offered was a work/study program, so after a two week CNA class, they placed us in the San’s various departments with the intent of moving us every six weeks so we could have a broad understanding of all that went on in a hospital. I had never worked at a hospital before and that CNA course was way too short for me to be ready to care for patients. I did not understand half of what I should be doing, so I made many mistakes—some of them were very humorous. After failing miserably at many of the jobs I was given, it was my turn to work in physical therapy. The duties there seemed to come naturally to me, so they decided to keep me in that department. I was delighted.
All went well, until they decided that I would be given the honor of learning to use the strength-testing machine that had been developed by Dr. John Harvey Kellogg. I was thrilled by this privilege. Mrs. Hoag would be my teacher. She had received her instruction directly from Dr. Kellogg himself and was the only one who knew how to use that machine. I was awed by that woman.
The strength-testing machine was arranged in such a way that the strength of the various muscles could be tested individually. The results of the test were charted on a graph. If a person did not do it just right, the results would turn out to be very strange. In addition, a silhouette of the person who was to be tested was taken by an equally ancient camera that used a thick film plate rather than a roll of film.
Day after day, Mrs. Hoag gave me instruction. Day after day, I tested patients with her standing right there. My only difficulty was taking those shadow photos. Now these photos were taken of the patient in the “natural state” so it was important not to expose the film too long. Carefully, I would put in the film plate and quickly (I thought) remove and replace the lens cover which was the way the picture was taken. Unfortunately, I never seemed to be fast enough at replacing that cover. Dr. Hendrickson (the head physician) called me into his office and gave me quite a “talking to” more than once. Eventually, I succeeded in taking the proper type of photos, but it took many tries (and many failures) to get the exact speed that I needed.
Finally, the day arrived when Mrs. Hoag was sure that I could do a strength test without her help. I felt very proud of myself. My first patient was a sandy-haired, middle-aged lady who looked very healthy. I called the lady into the room and took the shadow picture. Then I had her sit at the strength-testing machine. As I went through the test, I was amazed at how strong she was. Her test results would have rivaled that of the strongest man. She felt rather good about herself as I ooohed and aaahed over her abilities. Never once did I think that I was doing something incorrectly. When the doctor got the test results, he knew at once that I had not isolated the muscles and the reason she appeared to be so strong is that she had used groups of muscles instead of individual ones. It was decided that I would never learn to do the test right, so they gave up on me. I never was allowed to do try again. I was so embarrassed and ashamed.
Just as Mrs. Hoag instructed me day after day, so our Dear Saviour instructs and guides us. Unlike her, however, He does not give up on us. He stays with us and continually helps us to get to the point where we can fulfill His will. He assures us, “I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye.” Ps 32:8 Praise God! He never leaves us alone to flounder as I did when I was giving that test. As we walk along the pathway to heaven, we can have an ever-present helper Who declares, “I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.” Heb 13:5
Our Dear Saviour assures us, “I have loved thee with an everlasting love: therefore with lovingkindness have I drawn thee.” Jer 31:3 Think of it! “God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.” John 3:16 Our Great Redeemer has, in love, showered His grace upon us. “Not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to his mercy he saved us, by the washing of regeneration, and renewing of the Holy Ghost; Which he shed on us abundantly through Jesus Christ our Saviour; That being justified by his grace, we should be made heirs according to the hope of eternal life.” Titus 3:5-7