What a wonderful and glorious, a most gracious and merciful, certainly love-filled, thing that has happened to me! How wonderful has He been unto me? – surely so much more than anyone can fathom.
“Since therefore the children share in flesh and blood, he himself likewise partook of the same things, that through death he might destroy the one who has the power of death, that is, the devil, and deliver all those who through fear of death were subject to lifelong slavery. For surely it is not angels that he helps, but he helps the offspring of Abraham. Therefore he had to be made like his brothers in every respect, so that he might become a merciful and faithful high priest in the service of God, to make propitiation for the sins of the people. For because he himself has suffered when tempted, he is able to help those who are being tempted.” (Heb. 2:14-18)
Oh, to never forget from where I have come, the very dung heap of sin and despair, of ruin and pride – that which leads unto death, of both bitter and cold, yet more so, painfully deep, dark and scorching.
So, shall I forget my salvation, take it lightly, presume and take too much upon the pleasures and rest “in the arbor that is on the side of the hill“? (John Bunyan, Pilgrim’s Progress)
“Therefore we [I] must pay much closer attention to what we [I] have heard, lest we [I] drift away from it. For since the message declared by angels proved to be reliable, and every transgression or disobedience received a just retribution, how shall we [I] escape if we [I] neglect such a great salvation?” (Heb. 2:1-3)