The Christian is a man who can be certain about the ultimate even when he is most uncertain about the immediate.
I was not expected to be born alive.
The fact that I am here at all was a miracle, which I, of course, do not remember. But I remember my father’s telling of the story of my birth.
Many people die in utero. More now than ever. I’m here. Why?
As I was thinking about this, I realized that every day since the doctor, who expected to deliver a stillborn, handed my parents a healthy chubby screaming baby instead has been a bonus.
The God of love who gave us life and sent his son to restore our relationship with him promises more than we can imagine. If every day is a gift now, how much greater is the gift of life with him forever?
And now we have run into his heart to hide ourselves in his faithfulness. This is where we find his strength and comfort, for he empowers us to seize what has already been established ahead of time—an unshakeable hope! We have this certain hope like a strong, unbreakable anchor holding our souls to God himself. Our anchor of hope is fastened to the mercy seat which sits in the heavenly realm beyond the sacred threshold, and where Jesus, our forerunner, has gone in before us.
(Hebrews 6:18a – 20a TPT)