God, who at sundry times and in divers manners spake in time past unto the fathers by the prophets, Hath in these last days spoken unto us by his Son, whom he hath appointed heir of all things, by whom also he made the worlds; Who being the brightness of his glory, and the express image of his person, and upholding all things by the word of his power, when he had by himself purged our sins, sat down on the right hand of the Majesty on high; Being made so much better than the angels, as he hath by inheritance obtained a more excellent name than they. For unto which of the angels said he at any time, Thou art my Son, this day have I begotten thee? And again, I will be to him a Father, and he shall be to me a Son?
Today's Morsel: Like the book of Deuteronomy, the book of Hebrews is a book of remembrance. These two books call us to remember what the Lord has done, not only for Israel, but for us as well. All of us have felt the tug of old habits of our former lifestyle. Some have even given in and returned. Many of you have known the frustration it creates as you long for the familiar, even if it is destructive. Perhaps at times the challenge of being an over-comer seems too hard for you. That old life just seems to beckon, tempting us with that old familiar sources of comfort. This is what happened to Israel. They wanted to return to their old way of life even when they saw what God was doing for them. If we allow complacency to set in, we will want to return to the old life. The writer of Hebrews dealt with the doubt of many Jewish believers by showing how salvation in Jesus Christ is clearly superior to the way of the Jewish law. Reading through the book of Hebrews, like Deuteronomy, they are told to hold on to their faith, to encourage each other, and to look for the return of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. The key to remembrance is to always remember where you came from and to know that there is something better ahead of you.
Sing: And O' I want to see Him, look upon His face, there to sing forever of His saving grace, on the street of glory, let me lift my voice, cares all past home at last ever to rejoice.