Is there certainty in salvation?

Some days I find myself having a mental battle with my sin, and salvation. My salvation was a Gift from God, but often my behavior or struggle with sin overwhelms my pea sized brain. It’s sometimes a challenge getting the truth of Scripture into my head and heart, butI have found that reading Scripture, learning about the struggles of other believers, and listening to sermons on the doctrines of Justification and Sanctification have really helped me to comprehend the difference between Judicial Forgiveness and Parental forgiveness of my sins.

My Pastor preached a wonderful sermon on this topic this past Sunday and I will download it this week and update the post with it soon, in the meantime I am including beautiful words about the certainty of your salvation from John Newton “Tis a point I long to know” . I am also including a link to a series of three sermons from Grace to You and John MacArthur called Spiritual Transformation.

Spiritual Transformation part one

Spiritual Transformation part two

Spiritual Transformation part three

But can one really be certain? “I write these things to you who believe in the name of the Son of God that you may know that you have eternal life.” writes John in his letter, 1 John 5:13, after he has written this manifesto of what God has done in sending Christ the Son, “offering him up as a sacrifice for sins, and sending forth “the word of life”(1 John 1:1) that is causing this world’s darkness to pas away and the true light of the coming age to shine.”1

‘Tis a point I long to know(John Newton)’
Tis a point I long to know,
Oft it causes anxious thought;
Do I love the Lord or no?
Am I His–or am I not?

If I love–why am I thus?
Why this dull and lifeless frame?
Hardly, sure, can they be worse,
Who have never heard His name!

Could my heart so hard remain,
Prayer a task and burden prove,
Every trifle give me pain,
If I knew a Savior’s love?

When I turn my eyes within,
All is dark, and vain, and wild;
Filled with unbelief and sin,
Can I deem myself a child?

If I pray, or hear, or read,
Sin is mixed with all I do!
You who love the Lord indeed,
Tell me–Is it thus with you?

Yet I mourn my stubborn will,
Find my sin a grief and thrall;
Should I grieve for what I feel,
If I did not love at all?

Could I joy His saints to meet,
Choose the ways I once abhorred,
Find, at times, the promise sweet,
If I did not love the Lord?

Lord, decide the doubtful case!
You who are Your people’s sun,
Shine upon Your work of grace,
If it is indeed begun.

Let me love You more and more,
If I love at all, I pray;
If I have not loved before,
Help me to begin today!



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12 responses to “Is there certainty in salvation?

  1. dawnmarie4

    So you may know…love those words.

    • Teresa

      Thanks Dawn Marie, I loved this. Sorry about the funky huge font. It will not let me make it smaller or else I don’t know what I am doing.

      • Kari

        I love this too and your comments are so what I am always thinking Teresa. The poem is soothing, isn’t it? Love that John Newton, a wretch like me he was!

        Looking forward to hearing Pastor Jeff’s sermon on this topic. Not too many preach on Sanctification any longer. God hasn’t forgotten this subject, though, and it ought to be preached. Makes our walk alot easier for sure.

  2. We are all getting older maybe we need the larger print, LOL! Beautiful post!

  3. Teresa

    LOL Dana boy that’s the truth!

  4. dawnmarie4

    The bigger the better. The other thing I am noticing is that my arms are too short to read small font (like the newspaper, or ingredients on cans and stuff). This aging stuff is really a bummer sometimes. And my taste buds are changing too! What’s with liking peppermint???? I used to hate peppermint patties and stuff like that, and now they actually taste good! Weird.

  5. Teresa

    I know! I used HATE I mean Loathe Green Peppers, now I eat them on everthing. Kitty I am convinced we are turning into our parents. Mine would eat anything. And oh glasses, what fun they are. I lose them, leave them on my head, they get dirty and I still cannot see half the time. Aging…aint it grand! lol I like peppermint’s pretty yummy!

    I still hate bananas…the day I eat a banana I will know I am in trouble!

  6. dawnmarie4

    Ohhhh. I love bananas. My favorite! I tell my sister that I eat bananas because they make you fly. It makes her laugh when I say that. She says, Dawn, tell me why you like bananas…and I say, cuz they make me fly! She giggles every time. Then she says, Dawn, what’s my favorite monkey, and I say “spider monkey?” (old trivial persuit inside joke from when we were kids”…and she says NO, o·rang·u·tan…but I think she secretely likes spider monkeys too.

    • Kari

      My Sister used to come to the breakfast table and start gagging saying, “Mom, I cannot eat breakfast because Kari’s face is making me sick.” She used to say that I made a smell on my body when I slept and I could not come in the same room with her until I had my shower. “Mom, Kari smells like sleep! Get her away from me!” I was very insecure during my younger years thanks to Sis.

  7. dawnmarie4

    Mom…she’s touching me. Mom…Momma, Mum, Mom…Mommy…

    • Teresa

      Oh gross, but the flying part sounds fun. Dawn that was such a sweet story, and I really like Banana flavored things like pudding or candy, and I like toy monkeys but the real ones are mean and throw poop. I guess I like faux stuff huh? Orangutan…now those are some cute critters right there! Kari I was feeling really sorry for you and cracking up at the same time….MOM!!!!!!. I think every kid said that…with me and Dana it was her stinky Brother. We had this old Clark Griswold station wagon that we took trips in. He would sit in the back and never bathe and we would gripe so much about having to smell him. One time on a trip to Williamsburg he wore a sheet he had wrapped around him into a rest stop to the bathroom, it was very strange. He looked like a Muslim kid or Ghandi and we started calling him Abdul. We all left so many opened cans of half drank pop around that Mom bought us these cups and used those old rub on labels to put our names on them. Chris’s said “Abdul” . He was so funny, he would run a bath so Mom would think he was in the tub, but sit on the toilet reading comic books instead of bathing…lololol Kari you are too cute to smell like sleep! Or like Abdul.

  8. This really blessed me as I find myself in the same struggles of big sin and pea-size brain, or is it faith. But then I remember, with the help of His Spirit, through the reading of His word or hymns like John Newton’s “Tis a point I long to know” that He saved me for always, and that my faith need only be the size of a mustard seed as long as it rests in Him! Grace and love to you!

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