which hours are ours?

“My hope is built on nothing less

Than Jesus blood and righteousness

I dare not trust the sweetest frame

But wholly trust in Jesus name


When Darkness seems to hide His face

I rest on His unchanging grace

In every high and stormy gale

My anchor holds within the veil


Christ alone, cornerstone

Weak made strong, in the Saviour’s love

Through the storm, He is Lord

Lord of all


His oath, His covenant, His blood

Support me in the whelming flood.

When all around my soul gives way

He then is all my hope and stay

He then is all my hope and stay


Christ alone, cornerstone

Weak made strong, in the Saviour’s love

Through the storm, He is Lord

Lord of all    

                              It is well,

                                With my soul.

                             It is well, 

                                With my soul.

                            It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Christ alone, cornerstone

Weak made strong, in the Savior’s love

Through the storm, He is Lord

Lord of all. 


When He shall come with trumpet sound,

Oh, may I then in Him be found.

Dressed in His righteousness alone,

Faultless stand before the throne.”



there’s a lot, in death, our earthly minds cannot comprehend. attempting to cling to the grace of it all at times alludes us. it is as though we are trying to grasp the sands slipping through the hourglass. 

and the hours of the days, the days of the weeks of the months of the years of life…

they are made up of “Ours.”

and what is ours?

Our memories.

Our hopes.

Our dreams.

Our ambitions.

Our accomplishments.

and it’s all sand… the all of “ours” broken down into all the hours of a person’s human existence.

and what about THE hour? that moment in time when it all just shifts?

when the sands stand still.

the clock stops ticking.

…because it’s no longer counting down to a human existence but you are on the eternal clock now, where time doesn’t run out and there’s a blessed assurance of being in the presence of your Eternal Father for infinity times infinity. 

how do you start living your life then?

              what changes?

                                what shifts outwardly?

…when suddenly time is no longer an issue…

what do you do?

and what if this moment comes early in life? – does it change the “ours” – does it affect your hours? 

but what if it comes at the end?

when there hasn’t been an opportunity to live out the “ours” with Christ, but you enter into your final hour with Him– what have you missed?

-and do those you leave behind mourn or celebrate? … or weep tears of joy

but we rejoice in the goodness of God and His Saving Grace and His Love that endures forever. past the existence of time and after the shifting sands of hours come to stand perfect and stilled, and beyond the infinity times infinity.

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Behold, I will bring them from the north country and gather them from the farthest parts of the earth, among them the blind and the lame, the pregnant woman and she who is in labor, together; a great company, they shall return here.

With weeping they shall come, and with pleas for mercy I will lead them back, I will make them walk by brooks of water, in a straight path in which they shall not stumble, for I am a father to Israel, and Ephraim is my firstborn. 

Hear the word of the Lord, O nations, and declare it in the coastlands far away; say, ‘He who scattered Israel will gather him, and will keep him as a shepherd keeps his flock.’ For the Lord has ransomed Jacob and has redeemed him from the hands too strong for him. 

They shall come and sing aloud on the height of Zion, and they shall be radiant over the goodness of the Lord, over the grain, the wine, and the oil, and over the young of the flock and the herd; their life shall be like a watered garden, and they shall languish no more. 

Then shall the young women rejoice in the dance, and the young men and the old shall be merry. I will turn their mourning into joy; I will comfort them, and give them gladness for sorrow. 

I will feast the soul of the priests with abundance, and my people shall be satisfied with my goodness, declares the Lord.” 

Jeremiah 31:8-14


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