only help my unbelief

Every Sunday, I try to share something I didn’t write to encourage you as you celebrate the Lord’s day. I hope this selection encourages you in your walk with the Lord and helps you focus on Him on the Sabbath, HIS day. If you ever have questions about God or how you can have a relationship with Him, please e-mail me. I’d love to talk to you.

Moving home, changing jobs, living life – they wear you down, and they can take your focus off the eternal. I was listening to a sermon by Dr. Sinclair Ferguson earlier this week, and he said, “If we don’t have a taste for heaven now, what makes us think we will have a taste for heaven when we die?”

On this Lord’s day, I hope this song by Sandra McCracken helps you set your sights on Him, the builder and the architect of the only abiding city.

Oh, sweet home of love and peace,
Where pilgrims tired and troubled rest
Into the hope of Zion lean,
where in Jesus’ arms we will fall at last

Addiction’s empty promises
This broken world just can’t satisfy.
A sweeter song – redemption’s bliss -
Is sealed for us in paradise.

Oh, lift up your head,
For the day is near,
And we have no abiding city here.

Spirit, heal our neighborhood
Until Your kingdom work is done.
Teach us what is just and good
As we look for the city is yet to come.

Oh, lift up your head,
For the day is near,
And we have no abiding city here.

A city filled with golden light,
God, the builder and the architect,
And when our faith has turned to sight,
Oh, I cannot imagine it.

Oh, lift up your head,
For the day is near,
And we have no abiding city here.