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The Object of our Hope-Joy Series #4


It’s amazing the way God uses scripture to change your life.  
How you can read a verse a thousand times and not completely get it.
How you can recite a passage over and over again, but it’s not till you’re experiencing something specific that the depth of the truth rings out...

“...He has given us new birth into a living hope...” (1 Pet 1:3)

A living hope?  That seems pretty big.  What does that mean?

Peter continues...
“...through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead”  (1 Pet 1:3)
This living hope is made possible through Christ’s resurrection. 
He is our hope.  From His living; our living hope.

“Though you have not seen Him, you love Him, and though you do not see Him now, you believe in Him and rejoice with inexpressible and glorious joy.” (1 Pet 1:8)
When He is the object of our hope, joy follows!

Hebrews 6:18-20 reads:

“God did this so that, by two unchangeable things in which it is impossible for God to lie, we who have fled to take hold of the hope set before us may be greatly encouraged.  We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm, and secure.  It enters the inner sanctuary behind the curtain, where our forerunner, Jesus, has entered on our behalf.  He has become a high priest forever, in the order of Melchizedek.”

Our hope is tied to Jesus.   Our hope is in Him.  
It is living because He is living.
It enters behind the veil because He enters behind the veil.

He is the anchor of our soul.

In the words of Josh Garrels,

“Anchor of my soul, you sustain.
When I’m in the dark, you remain
good to me.”

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