Press On, All You Saints

“Let us not grow weary in doing good, for in due season we shall reap, if we do not lose heart.”

—Galatians 6:9

It’s easy to feel the weight of the present moment. Inflation rises. Debt deepens. Institutions collapse under the weight of their own lies. Families feel squeezed. Churches feel stretched. And saints, ordinary, hard-working saints, are tempted to wonder: Does it even matter that I keep pressing forward?

The answer, from the throne of heaven, is a resounding yes. The call remains: press on.

What You are Building Is Not Small

It’s tempting to believe that your work is just about surviving another month. That your business, your budget, your investments, and your labors are merely attempts to “get by” in a crumbling world. But this is not how our God sees faithful work.

Scripture does not speak lightly of your labor. “The hand of the diligent will rule” (Proverbs 12:24). “Commit your work to the Lord, and your plans will be established” (Proverbs 16:3). These are not just quaint sentiments to hang over your desk. They are battle commands in this war for dominion.

The Reformed tradition has always understood that theology does not stop at the pulpit, it touches the plow, the state, and the profit-and-loss sheet. Calvin said, “There is no part of our life, or of our circumstances, however insignificant, which should not be related to God.” That includes your portfolio, your production, and your perseverance when no one else sees.

The world would have you believe your labor is in vain. But we serve a King who tells us the opposite:

“Therefore, my beloved brothers, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain.”

—1 Corinthians 15:58

Why Now Matters More Than Ever

There are a myriad of reasons the economic ground feels unstable. The world is reaping what it has sown, cheap money, cheap values, and cheap gods. But saints are not called to tremble. We are called to build.

While the culture scrambles to prop up collapsing idols, we are laying the foundation for something far sturdier: a truly Reformed resurgence that is better educated, better funded, wiser, and wealthier than the one that came before.

This will not come through retreat, but through resolve.

This will not come by complaining about the state of the world, as we seem to be more than apt to do, but by investing in it, immanentizing the eschaton, and taking dominion. This will not come overnight. But it will come.

The hard soil of our present economy is not a reason to stop sowing. It is the very context in which God has chosen to demonstrate His faithfulness. Remember: Isaac sowed in famine—and “in that same year he reaped a hundredfold. The Lord blessed him” (Genesis 26:12). God does not depend on good conditions. He often does His most obvious work in hard times.

The Vision: Generational, Glorious, and Grounded

What are we pressing on toward?

Not just higher income. Not just bigger accounts. But a world where the saints are equipped to steward entire spheres of society. Where the local church is not underfunded and overworked, but overflowing with trained, resourced, and unshakable men and women of conviction. Where the culture is overwhelmingly Christocentric, saturated in Scripture as the metanarrative that drives us all. Where the state submits to Christ, enacting right justice and rewarding the righteous according to His Law, promoting human flourishing in God's world with God's rules. Where even the money is rightly oriented as a store of value, medium of exchange, and unit of account based in equal weights and measures, preventing subtler thefts and promoting fruitful work.

We press on toward a generation of Reformed Christians who can write a theological treatise, raise their children in the fear and admonition of the Lord, govern rightly, and a enact a fruitful business plan. Who know how to read Augustine and a balance sheet. Who tithe generously, invest wisely, build courageously, and pass on an inheritance in cash, culture, and catechism.

We are after what Psalm 112 describes:

“Wealth and riches are in his house, and his righteousness endures forever… He is not afraid of bad news; his heart is firm, trusting in the Lord.”

—Psalm 112:3, 7

That is the kind of man and woman we, as a community, are forming. That is the kind of future we are building.

So What Should You Do Right Now?

Press on.

You keep working when others quit. You keep saving when others spend. You build when others borrow. You tithe when others withhold. You invest—not just your money, but your time, your skills, your life—in a future you may not fully see, but which your children and your children's children will inherit.

Do not despise the small beginnings. You thank God for them and you get to work. As Spurgeon once reminded his congregation:

“By perseverance, the snail reached the ark.”

You are doing more than surviving an economy. You are stewarding a legacy. Your hands may ache. Your accounts may feel tight. But the Lord of the harvest sees, and He is not mocked—“whatever one sows, that will he also reap” (Galatians 6:7).

So, to the saints building Christian schools from scratch—press on.

To the small business owner paying employees before paying yourself—press on.

To the young family scraping together a budget to escape high interest debt—press on.

To the investor planting seeds of capital and waiting with wisdom—press on.

To the pastor preaching righteous dominion to a nervous congregation—press on.

The Future Is Ripe

The days ahead will not be easy. But they will be glorious because they belong to Christ and He has ordained that His Kingdom advances not by sword or subsidy, but by Spirit-filled saints preaching the Word, raising their children well, being productive, and slowly but surely being the means of placing every enemy under His feet.

"A bruised reed he will not break, and a faintly burning wick he will not quench; he will faithfully bring forth justice."

—Isaiah 42:3

So set your face like flint, lift up your eyes, and get back to work.

The harvest is coming.

This article is dedicated to my faithful yet dispensational grandparents whose eschatology I no longer share.