Blessed are they that Wash their Robes

[Thompson, Darryl]

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Ellen G. White Estate, Devotional for November 22
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Blessed are they that Wash their Robes

Blessed are they that wash their robes, that they may have the right to
come to the tree of life, and may enter in by the gates into the city.
Rev. 22:14, R.V. 


Do we expect to get to heaven at last and join the heavenly choir? Just
as we go into the grave we will come up, as far as the character is
concerned. . . . Now is the time for washing and ironing. . . . 

John saw the throne of God and around that throne a company, and he
inquired, Who are these? The answer came, "These are they which . . .
have washed their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb"
(Rev. 7:14). Christ leads them to the fountains of living waters, and
there is the tree of life and there is the precious Savior. Here is
presented to us a life that measures with the life of God. There is no
pain, sorrow, sickness, or death there. All is peace and harmony and
love. . . . 

Now is the time to receive grace and strength and power to combine with
our human efforts that we can form characters for everlasting life. When
we do this we will find that the angels of God will minister unto us,
and we shall be heirs of God and joint heirs with Jesus Christ. And when
the last trump shall sound, and the dead shall be called from their
prison house and changed in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, the
crowns of immortal glory shall be placed upon the heads of the
overcomers. The pearly gates will swing back for the nations that have
kept the truth and they will enter in. The conflict is ended. 

"Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you
from the foundation of the world" (Matt. 25:34). Do we want this
benediction? I do, and I believe you do. May God help you that you may
fight the battles of this life and gain a victory day by day and at last
be among the number that shall cast their crowns at Jesus' feet and
touch the golden harps and fill all heaven with sweetest music. I want
you to love my Jesus. . . . Do not reject my Savior, for He has paid an
infinite price for you. I see in Jesus matchless charms, and I want you
to see these charms.

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