My mind has been on overdrive lately, and I became fascinated by I Thessalonians 5:23:
May God himself, the God of peace, sanctify you through and through. May your whole spirit, soul and body be kept blameless at the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ (I Thessalonians 5:23)
I used to always teach that, like our Father, we are Tri-une beings. We are spirits, we live in our physical bodies and we posses a soul. Well, I started thinking about this whole “spirit” thing, and was amazed. How is it being kept blameless? What is that? How does He do it? I know that in my own life, there has been a great, mysterious work performed in this “essence,” this “spirit,” whatever it is. This work was done in the deep recesses of my being which I cannot reach.
Take a look at Psalm 139:
O Yahweh, you have examined me, and you know me.
You alone know when I sit down and when I get up.
You read my thoughts from far away.
You watch me when I travel and when I rest.
You are familiar with all my ways.
Even before there is a single word on my tongue,
you know all about it, Yahweh.
You are all around me—in front of me and in back of me.
You lay your hand on me.
Such knowledge is beyond my grasp.
It is so high I cannot reach it.
Where can I go to get away from your Ruach?
Where can I run to get away from you?
If I go up to heaven, you are there.
If I make my bed in hell, you are there.
If I climb upward on the rays of the morning sun
or land on the most distant shore of the sea where the sun sets,
even there your hand would guide me
and your right hand would hold on to me.
If I say, “Let the darkness hide me
and let the light around me turn into night,”
even the darkness is not too dark for you.
Night is as bright as day.
Darkness and light are the same to you.
You alone created my inner being.
You knitted me together inside my mother.
I will give thanks to you
because I have been so amazingly and miraculously made.
Your works are miraculous, and my soul is fully aware of this.
My bones were not hidden from you
when I was being made in secret,
when I was being skillfully woven in an underground workshop.
Your eyes saw me when I was only a fetus.
Every day of my life was recorded in your book
before one of them had taken place.
How precious are your thoughts concerning me, O El!
How vast in number they are!
If I try to count them,
there would be more of them than there are grains of sand.
When I wake up, I am still with you.
I wish that you would kill wicked people, O Eloah,
and that bloodthirsty people would leave me alone.
They say wicked things about you.
Your enemies misuse your name.
Shouldn’t I hate those who hate you, O Yahweh?
Shouldn’t I be disgusted with those who attack you?
I hate them with all my heart.
They have become my enemies.
Examine me, O El, and know my mind.
Test me, and know my thoughts.
See whether I am on an evil path.
Then lead me on the everlasting path.
When I began to meditate on that Psalm, I began to wonder if could do all those things? Will he do all of those things? Can He actually search those deep places of our hearts and spirits, where even we don’t was to travel?
Well, I can assure you that not only is He able, is He willing to show them to us, and together work to clean them up?
Do you believe that our Creator can fortify and protect our thoughts far beyond where we can go? I John 1:7 says, “. . . the blood of Jesus Christ His Son cleanses us from all sin.” If this verse means cleansing only on our conscious level, I pray He will have mercy on us. Anyone who has been dulled by sin is going to say that he is not even conscious of their sin. However, the cleansing from sin we experience will reach to the heights and depths of our spirit when we “walk in the light as He is in the light” (I John 1:7).
That is the brave part. The same Spirit that fed the life of Jesus Christ is going to feed the life of our spirit. It is only when we are protected by our Father with the miraculous power of the Holy Spirit that our spirit, soul, and body can be sanctified and kept blameless until Jesus comes again — we will no longer suffer condemnation in our Father’s sight.
With these Morning Messages, I take you on guided tours to, as Bunyan described, the Celestial City. At times we linger at corners familiar and unseen. And explore the depths of our faith along the way.
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