Thursday, 29 November 2012

The fear of the Lord leads to life

I fear my God. May this be the beginning, the foundation, the source of any wisdom I may have. I have been crying out for wisdom, for understanding – and my fear of Him is growing.

My God is Holy, Holy, Holy.

I know what it cost Him that I could be adopted into His family, a sinner like me, who has failed to keep His law.

It cost Him His only begotten Son, His beloved Son with whom He is well pleased.

He gave His Son up to death as the punishment for all my sin, for without the shedding of blood there can be no forgiveness of sin.

THIS makes me fear Him.

And through my adoption into His family He has given me, not a spirit that makes me a slave to fear, but rather the spirit of sonship by which I can cry out “Abba, Father!” His beloved Son delighted in the fear of the Lord through the Spirit of the Lord. It is my prayer that I may understand something of what it means to delight in the fear of the Lord.

But when I cast my eyes around me at the world in which I live, at a world which has no fear of God before its eyes, then my flesh trembles in fear of Him.

O, let all the earth fear the Lord, let all the people of the world revere Him! 
(Ps 33:8)

For this is what He says concerning those who fear Him:

“Then those who feared the Lord talked with each other, and the Lord listened and heard. A scroll of remembrance was written in his presence concerning those who feared the Lord and honoured his name. ‘They will be mine’, says the Lord Almighty, ‘in the day when I make up my treasured possession. I will spare them, just as in compassion a man spares his son who serves him. And you will again see the distinction between the righteous and the wicked, between those who serve God and those who do not’” 
(Mal 3:16-18).

May we fear God, and give Him the glory.


  1. Hallelujah.

    He alone is righteous. He alone is worthy.

    Another heartfelt, prodding post.
    Thank you, Diana.