Perseverance of the Saints

He who overcomes will, like them, be dressed in white. I will never blot out his name from the book of life, but will acknowledge his name before my Father and his angels. Rev. 3:5

What a glorious promise, we will be dressed in white and Christ will acknowledge us before the Father and His angels. Who is this promise for? It’s for those who overcome. What are we to overcome? The many things in this world that try to cause us to ultimately renounce Christ. Many things can tempt us to walk away from the Lord. False philosophies, the desire for personal peace and affluence, the lust of our flesh, trials, temptations, doubts, fears, persecutions, and the list could go on. We are commanded by our Lord to endure to the end, and if we do so, God promises not to blot our name out of the Book of Life. .

Many may be saying, how am I to endure to the end? My faith is weak, lusts pull at my flesh, my eyes wander, and the pride of life tears at my resolve. With opposition like this, how am I to endure? If left to myself I shall surely prove a castaway.

But we who are His have had our names written in the book since the foundations of the world, and of those who are His, He will not lose one. If left to ourselves we will surely perish, but praise God we are not left to ourselves. We are kept by the power of God through faith. We shall endure because of His keeping.

For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world: and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith. He is the author and finisher of our faith. He is faithful and just to complete the work He has started in us. He was the one who initiated our faith, and it is He who will finish it. That is a promise, and His faithfulness endures forever

So press on! Make Christ your focus, Heaven your destination. You are promised to make it. Our names cannot be blotted out, for He said they wouldn’t be. Let the enemy assail, let our own depravity torment, and let persecution come if it must. We shall not stop marching until we reach the end of our sojourn and are at home in the land of our promise. For on the cross He said it was finished. He has bought us at a price, and our garments of white He already has waiting.

-Doug Eaton-