Morning and Evening – April 21, 2026

Morning

Morning
“I know that my Redeemer liveth.”
Job 19:25

The marrow of Job’s comfort lies in that little word “My”—“My Redeemer,” and in the fact that the Redeemer lives. Oh! to get hold of a living Christ. We must get a property in him before we can enjoy him. What is gold in the mine to me? Men are beggars in Peru, and beg their bread in California. It is gold in my purse which will satisfy my necessities, by purchasing the bread I need. So a Redeemer who does not redeem me, an avenger who will never stand up for my blood, of what avail were such? Rest not content until by faith you can say “Yes, I cast myself upon my living Lord; and he is mine.” It may be you hold him with a feeble hand; you half think it presumption to say, “He lives as my Redeemer;” yet, remember if you have but faith as a grain of mustard seed, that little faith entitles you to say it. But there is also another word here, expressive of Job’s strong confidence, “I know.” To say, “I hope so, I trust so” is comfortable; and there are thousands in the fold of Jesus who hardly ever get much further. But to reach the essence of consolation you must say, “I know.” Ifs, buts, and perhapses, are sure murderers of peace and comfort. Doubts are dreary things in times of sorrow. Like wasps they sting the soul! If I have any suspicion that Christ is not mine, then there is vinegar mingled with the gall of death; but if I know that Jesus lives for me, then darkness is not dark: even the night is light about me. Surely if Job, in those ages before the coming and advent of Christ, could say, “I know,” we should not speak less positively. God forbid that our positiveness should be presumption. Let us see that our evidences are right, lest we build upon an ungrounded hope; and then let us not be satisfied with the mere foundation, for it is from the upper rooms that we get the widest prospect. A living Redeemer, truly mine, is joy unspeakable.

My Morning Reflection

Beloved, pause with me over that little word “My.” In a world that offers us many distant hopes and borrowed comforts, Job anchors his soul in personal possession. This is not abstract theology—it is the living Christ laid hold of by faith, the Redeemer who has bought you with His own blood. How the heart warms at the thought! A Redeemer who lives is no dead hero from the past but a present, reigning Savior who intercedes for His own.

Take time this morning to let the full weight of “I know” settle upon you. Job spoke these words from the ash heap, surrounded by loss and accusing friends. His confidence was not rooted in his circumstances but in the character and promise of his living Redeemer. In our own trials, how quickly we trade “I know” for “I hope so.” Yet the same Redeemer who stood for Job stands for you. He lives to make intercession. He lives to finish what He began in you. Slow down and savor this: your Redeemer is alive, and He is yours.

This truth is not meant to skim past our hearts like a morning headline. It is to be chewed slowly, like rich food that strengthens the inner man. Let it push aside every doubt, every accusation, every fear that your failures have disqualified you. The One who lives is the One who justifies. The One who lives is the One who will raise you up at the last day.

What a balm for the weary saint and what a mighty call to the one still hesitating. A living Redeemer is not a theory to debate but a Person to cling to with both hands.

Nectared Goad: Beloved, can you say with Job this morning—not with a trembling “perhaps” but with settled confidence—“I know that my Redeemer liveth”? If that truth were to grip your heart fully today, what fear would lose its grip on you?

Evening

“Who is even at the right hand of God.”
Romans 8:34

He who was once despised and rejected of men, now occupies the honourable position of a beloved and honoured Son. The right hand of God is the place of majesty and favour. Our Lord Jesus is his people’s representative. When he died for them, they had rest; he rose again for them, they had liberty; when he sat down at his Father’s right hand, they had favour, and honour, and dignity. The raising and elevation of Christ is the elevation, the acceptance, and enshrinement, the glorifying of all his people, for he is their head and representative. This sitting at the right hand of God, then, is to be viewed as the acceptance of the person of the Surety, the reception of the Representative, and therefore, the acceptance of our souls. O saint, see in this thy sure freedom from condemnation. “Who is he that condemneth?” Who shall condemn the men who are in Jesus at the right hand of God?

The right hand is the place of power. Christ at the right hand of God hath all power in heaven and in earth. Who shall fight against the people who have such power vested in their Captain? O my soul, what can destroy thee if Omnipotence be thy helper? If the aegis of the Almighty cover thee, what sword can smite thee? Rest thou secure. If Jesus is thine all-prevailing King, and hath trodden thine enemies beneath his feet; if sin, death, and hell are all vanquished by him, and thou are represented in him, by no possibility canst thou be destroyed.

“Jesu’s tremendous name
Puts all our foes to flight:
Jesus, the meek, the angry Lamb,
A Lion is in fight.

“By all hell’s host withstood;
We all hell’s host o’erthrow;
And conquering them, through Jesu’s blood
We still to conquer go.”

My

Evening

Reflection

As the day draws to a close, let this glorious truth settle over your soul like a warm blanket: your Advocate sits at the right hand of the Majesty on high. Not a distant God, but the Man Christ Jesus, bone of our bone and flesh of our flesh, now exalted as our Representative. What peace this brings to every conscience burdened by the day’s failures.

See how your acceptance is bound up in His. When He sat down at the Father’s right hand, it was your acceptance that was declared. The Father’s delight in His beloved Son is now His delight in all who are joined to Him. Condemnation has no foothold where the Righteous One intercedes.

This position of power is equally precious. No enemy can ultimately prevail against those whose Captain has all authority. Sin, death, the world, and hell itself were defeated at the cross and the empty tomb. Now the Victor sits enthroned, ensuring that the victory is applied to every one of His own.

Take a moment before sleep to look by faith to the right hand of God. There sits your elder Brother, your Surety, your King. He has not forgotten you. He ever lives to make intercession. Rest in Him tonight.

Nectared Goad: Saint, with Christ exalted at the right hand of God as your Representative, what accusation or fear can truly stand against you this night? Will you leave it with Him before you close your eyes?

Daily Tie-In

When Job cried “I know that my Redeemer liveth,” he reached across the centuries to lay hold of the same Christ who would one day stand at the right hand of God for us. Calvin, in his Institutes, anchors all comfort in this union with the living Christ, our Mediator who not only redeems but continually represents us before the Father. Edwards, in turn, beholds the beauty of Christ in this exalted state—the Lamb who was slain now reigning in matchless splendor—and calls us to behold Him until our hearts are ravished with affection.

Together they remind us that the living Redeemer and the exalted Intercessor are one and the same. The “I know” of Job and the “Who is he that condemneth?” of Paul flow from the same fountain. In a world of shifting shadows and accusing voices, we are invited to anchor our souls in this double comfort: our Redeemer lives, and He sits at the right hand of God for us. Let this be the pillow upon which your heart rests tonight and the strength with which you rise tomorrow.

May the living Christ be more real to you today than all your circumstances, and may you walk in the quiet confidence that He who is for you is greater than all who are against you.

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