My desire is to grapple together here over how well off we are with God through Christ,
and to live from His opinion of us.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Perhaps the first sign that I’ve moved to prosecuting a position rather than trusting Jesus is that love—knowing it for myself and for others—is replaced by surrogate passions. I can grow accustomed to living by zeal, anger at sin, frustration at political knuckleheads and stupidity(!), and more. But if I have not love. . .kindly whack me awake because I’ve taken on the form of a good-for-nothing noise-maker. Call me “Gong Man” or “Cymbal Breath.” That should do it.