Jesus Christ
How did you bear it all?
The weight of the world
Each and every flaw?

The heavy burdens
We carry around
At once made light
Per a thorny crown.

The distress, anxiety
Depression and guilt
The unbelief, denial
The common ills.

You took it on
Never giving in
Til it was finished
And death met its end.

Oh happy day
Such day is this!
We are above,
Are always His!

Why the echo of Eden
Follows us about
As sin’s destiny
Is played out.

Though sin, this sickness,
Scourges the earth
Those in Christ await
A greater birth.

For the promise given
Of a heavenly home
Is as sure as the Cross,
And is our own.

-DRadaker

(http://www.desiringgod.org/messages/christ-and-those-in-him-will-never-die-again)

So that’s what I want to ask you this morning: What if it’s true that Christ rose from the dead; that he will never die again and death has no dominion over him so that he is the Lord of the universe; that by faith we are united to him in his death and rise with him to live forever? What if it is true—not just like radio facts out there somewhere, but like the truth as heard in the mouth of a screaming child that suddenly, in a moment, changes everything?

Let me just get you started from the Bible:

If it’s true, . . .

. . . the power of death is broken, and the root of bondage, the fear of death is severed, and we can be freed;
. . . you don’t need to get to the top in order to get to be a success;
. . . you don’t need to run away from trouble and live in fear that he who has the most toys wins;
. . . you can rejoice in persecution for righteousness’ sake for great is your reward in heaven;
. . . every loss you endured for the kingdom will be made up to you a thousand-fold;
. . . there is no ultimate risk in the cause of truth and love; nothing can defeat you;
. . . the decay of your body is prelude to glory;
. . . you will be made completely whole with no impurity and no struggle with lust or greed or covetousness or fear or inferiority or cowardice or painful memories or paralyzing shame;
. . . there will be no mourning or crying or tears or pain for the former things will pass away;
. . . swords will be turned into plowshares and spears into pruning hooks and war will be no more;
. . . every injustice will be rectified and every evil will be recompensed and every wrong made right;
. . . and those who are in Christ will rise with him never to die again, and God will be our God and we will be his people, and the glory of the Lord will be our light and our joy forever.
The witness of God in Scripture, the witness of all the martyrs and all the people of God for two thousand years, is that these things are indeed so.2 Let your response be a life of faith and love and joy and praise.

1 C.S. Lewis, Christian Reflections, Grand Rapids: William B. Eerdmans Publishing Co., 1967, p. 10.

2 For my effort to show the good reasons that you can accept these claims as true see Appendix 2, “Is the Bible a Reliable Guide to Lasting Joy?” in Desiring God: Meditations of a Christian Hedonist, Portland: Multnomah Press, 1986, pp. 239–250.

John Piper (@JohnPiper) is founder and teacher of desiringGod.org

Hold On

Hold on it won’t be long now
Til Jesus takes you home;
Though He does wait patiently
While creation churns and groans.

Got to trust His timing
In the grand scheme of things;
He alone knows the moment
Of the providential ushering.

Still it won’t be long now
Why just around the bend
There’ll be no tears, no sorrows
No hair nor hide of sin.

Yes, we grow weary
Wondering what’s going on
With truth denied and God’s name defamed
And right becoming wrong.

Hold on, find your bearings
In the cause of Christ
And spread His love unending
With heaven clear in sight.

-DRadaker

Flagging

Fire and fever
Once burning within
Lies doused and tempered
Fraught and spent.

The life of man
Shattered and dim
Seen but not quite.

As the wheel turns,
The course continuing,
Earth bears down
To face the brunt.

Birth yields to rebirth,
Mad to madness:
Chaos must be winning.

Where are we now
To go from here,
From this disastrous storm

That arose on the plane
Of apathy –
From unrepentance born?

For the fire and fever
The hunger for more
Of life, truth and just

Died on the plane
Of our continued disdain
For the sovereign Lord.

– DRadaker

Reflection

I hate that it seems
Jesus is my thing
As if others are exempt
From the call.

Would that His spirit
Shine through what I say & do
Til His person hood
Speaks to all.

Til there’s no mistake
That I’m not a fake
But sincerely His
Heart and soul.

Would that I not be seen
As a devotee to a thing
Or a needy one
Who’s found a crutch.

I want to reflect
Who I am beneath
The outer shell
Of perishable dust.

-DRadaker

El Roi (The God Who Sees Me)

Now that the storm is over
You’re not hunkered down
An apparent calmness reigns,
Takes the victor’s crown.

‘It’s no slight thing’
That you’re still here
Where others have fallen away.

The same God
Who brings the storms
Is the One who saves.

Now that it’s back to normal
You’ve got a life to live
Surrender comes in the aftermath
Of a raging fit.

It’s no slight thing
That you went through it
When He could’ve left you alone.

The same God
Who pleases with gifts
Is the One who sits enthroned.

Now that your life looks different
The storm having marked you hard
Don’t equivocate just go with,
Commit to His regard.

It’s no slight thing
To go forward
Embracing what comes next.

The same God
Who sees you
Will not His child neglect.

-DRadaker

For all the new mamas: “I love these little people; and it is not a slight thing when they, who are so fresh from God, love us.”
Charles Dickens

El Roi (see Genesis 16)

Rest

Let me enter into Your rest Lord
Where thoughts subside at last.
Where peace floods o’er
Like a tide to shore
That doesn’t ebb or wane.

Oh soul wait patiently
It’ll happen yet.
All in God’s own time.
His answer is “yes” to the prayers
In which His will and ours align.

For such longing there’s hope
For His mercy is never late
But appears just on the morn
For our refuge and friend comes rushing in
To calmly silence the storm.

Oh glorious rest may I enter soon
Become lost in the length of His arms
Once there look around
Quite glad to be found
“Safe and secure from all alarms”.
-DRadaker

(Showalter and Hoffman)
> https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leaning_on_the_Everlasting_Arms

Telling It

“Go tell it on the mountain”
And on the streets today
Our Lord is alive
He has conquered the grave!

Go tell it to everyone
“God has made a way.
Turn and receive Jesus
Be reconciled today.”

Go tell it in the schoolyard
Where children go without
When ours is the greatest news
That one has to tout.

Go tell it in the workplace
Why do we tread in fear?
Ours is the best news
One could ever hear.

Go tell it on the ball field
While others shout in vain
We can speak the words of peace
That Jesus came to save.

Go tell it in the churches
Where assumption overrides
The thought that one so close
Is being passed by.

Go tell it in the hospitals
Where sickness seems to reign
Help someone see the truth
The news of eternal gain.

Go tell it in the homes
Of beset families
Where hope seems lost
In the face of plenty.

Go tell it in government places
Where good people hide away
When they’ve been given voices
But have become political slaves.

Go tell it over yonder
Across the oceans vast
In every country, in every language
Let’s not deny our task.

-DRadaker

Matthew 28:16-20
Mark 16:15-16

“Go Tell it on the Mountain”, song by John Wesley Work, Jr. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Go_Tell_It_on_the_Mountain_(song)