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Blessed Beyond Measure

  • Writer: Pastor Jim Stultz
    Pastor Jim Stultz
  • Jun 21, 2019
  • 2 min read

Rend Collective, a Christian band sings a song called: “Counting Every Blessing”. Part of the lyrics to that song are: “I was blind, now I'm seeing in color. I was dead, now I'm living forever. I had failed, but you were my Redeemer. I've been blessed beyond all measure. I was lost, now I'm found by the Father. I've been changed from a ruin to treasure. I've been given a hope and a future. I've been blessed beyond all measure.”



Every child of God can sing that song with full assurance and heartfelt praise. We can count our material blessing and thank our Lord for our health, our families, our jobs, our friends, and the things our Lord allows us to possess. However the richest blessings go far beyond the things we can hold in our hands. They are more than we can ever measure.


Paul starts out the epistle to the Ephesians in a similar praise when he tells us: “Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ” (Eph. 1:3). He then proceeds to give us a list of those spiritual blessings that we are in possession of by being in Christ. We are chosen in Him before the foundation of the world. We are said to be predestined and also adopted. Our Lord tells all of His dear children that we are accepted in the Beloved person of Jesus Christ. Paul continues to count our every blessing by telling us that we have redemption through His blood and that we have forgiveness of sins. Later on in verse 11, we are blessed with an inheritance. God wraps all of these spiritual blessings up and tells us that we are sealed with the Holy Spirit in verse 13.


All of these rich spiritual treasures should cause us to continually sing our praises to the Lord. They should also stir us to live our daily lives to the glory of our Lord. For we truly are blessed beyond all measure.

 
 
 

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