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Thursday, March 29, 2007 at 11:36 AM

TULIP (24) - Promised, Preserved, and Protected

The second text I want to look at is also one that we've touched upon before, Romans 8:29-30
29 For those whom he foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, in order that he might be the firstborn among many brothers. 30 And those whom he predestined he also called, and those whom he called he also justified, and those whom he justified he also glorified.
I used this text previously to demonstrate that there is an effective call made by God that people are unable to resist. Today let's look at the end of the text.

I made the argument earlier that a person who goes through one step will eventually go through all of them.

Those God foreknew (aka, foreloved, as I argue in this post) are predestined to be conformed
Those God predestines (the same people whom He foreloved), he calls
Those God calls (same people yet again), He justifies
Those God justifies (need I repeat myself?), He glorifies.

The act of saving is done with God the subject, and us the direct object. God calls us and justifies us, He will also glorify us on the last day.

This our source of peace. It frees us from the anxiety of wondering if we've done the right things and prayed the right prayer. It reassures us that God, having begun the work in us, will preserve us and protect us from all schemes of man, all power of hell, so that we cannot be snatched out of the love of God. (Philippians 1:6, Romans 8:38-39)

This is the good news. The Gospel. That our God is a God that saves. He does not wring His hands hoping that we'll turn to Him, that having turned hoping that we won't turn away. This is our Lord. He smashes altars, crushes idols, and saves sinners. And those He decides to save, He saves to the utmost. He doesn't just decree the end, but He decrees all parts inbetween.

In Christ Alone, last verse -
No guilt in life, no fear in death—
This is the pow'r of Christ in me;
From life's first cry to final breath,
Jesus commands my destiny.
No pow'r of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home—
Here in the pow'r of Christ I'll stand.

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