Hitherto hath the Lord helped us. 1 Samuel chapter 7 verse 12

The word hitherto seems like a hand pointing in the direction of the past. Twenty years, or seventy, and yet hitherto the Lord hath helped. Through poverty, through wealth, through sickness, through health, at home, abroad, on the land, on the sea, in honour, in dishonour, in perplexity, in joy, in trial, in triumph, in prayer, in temptation, hitherto hath the Lord helped us.

We delight to look down a long avenue of trees. It is delightful to gaze from end to end of the long vista, a sort of verdant temple with its branching pillars and its arches of leaves. Even so, look down the long aisle of your years, at the green boughs of mercy overhead and the strong pillars of loving kindness and faithfulness which bear up your joys. Are there no birds in yonder branches singing? Surely there must be many, and they all sing of mercy received hitherto.

But the word also points forward. For when a man gets up to a certain mark and writes hitherto, he is not yet at the end. There is still a distance to be traversed. More trials, more joys, more temptations, more triumphs, more prayers, more answers, more toils, more strength, more fights, more victories. And then comes sickness, old age, disease, death. Is it over now? No, there is more yet awakening in Jesus' likeness. Thrones, harps, songs, psalms, white raiment, the face of Jesus, the glory of God, the fullness of eternity, the infinity of bliss.

Oh, be of good courage, believer, and with grateful confidence raise thy Ebenezer, for he who hath helped thee hitherto will help thee all thy journey through. When read in heaven's light, how glorious and marvellous a prospect will thy hitherto unfold to thy grateful eye.