"All Things Are Yours"
"All things are yours; and ye are Christ's; and Christ is God's." I Cor. 3:21, 23
We rejoice in the fact that all the blessings of the divine covenant are sealed to us by the redeeming work of Christ. Since God reconciled us to himself, while we were yet enemies, through the blood of his Son, we are confident that he will freely give us all things in Christ.
This promise gives us confidence in our pilgrimage here upon the earth. And it fills our hearts with joyful anticipation with regard to heaven. Children of God, this is our promise for all eternity - "all things are yours." I read of no secondary joys in heaven. None of God's elect will be placed in the back settlements of Canaan. Whoever invented the doctrine of degrees in heaven knew nothing of free-grace. There is as much foundation for such a doctrine in Scripture as there is for the Romish doctrine of purgatory, and no more, All the saints shall see the Savior's face. What more can any child of God desire? The dying thief went with Christ to paradise, and so did Paul. Their inheritance is the same. They are "forever with the Lord."
Brethren, heaven, in all of its fulness, is altogether the reward of grace, not of debt. All the people of God are loved with the same perfect love. There are no degrees in God's love. That are all chosen in Christ at the same time, and elected to the same glory. All the blessings, of the covenant of grace were given to us in Christ before the world began. We are all redeemed with the same price, the precious blood of Christ. And by that blood, the Lord God has blotted out all our transgressions, iniquities, and sins; so that he has promised never, to remember them against us anymore forever. In Christ we are all perfectly justified and made righteous. We are made the very righteousness of God in him, and we are all the sons of God by eternal adoption and faith in Christ. All the saints of God are made kings arid priests. Beloved, the only grounds of our acceptance before God is Christ. We shall be like him. Can there be degrees of perfect glory? Perish the thought! "ALL THINGS ARE "YOURS."