How does a passion for the glory of God relate to compassion for the unbelieving peoples of the world?
Five steps for how these two fit together:
1. Compassion pursues the rescue of perishing sinners.
2. Fear of hell by itself saves nobody.
3. Therefore, compassion must not merely warn but also lure to the pleasures of knowing Christ. (Preaching must not only warn but woo.)
4. The key is this: Satisfaction in Christ is the essence of saving faith that rescues us from perishing—and this is what glorifies God.
5. The aim of compassion and the aim of a passion for God's glory are not different in the way they come about. Treasuring Christ honors God and saves from hell.
What magnifies God is being satisfied in God. And this is right at the heart of what saving faith is, and saving faith is what saves people from destruction."
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Sunday, February 18, 2007
The Sacrifice by George Herbert
The Sacrifice by George Herbert:
"With clubs and staves they seek me, as a thief,
Who am the way of truth, the true relief;
Most true to those, who are my greatest grief:
Was ever grief like mine?
Judas, dost thou betray me with a kiss?
Canst thou find hell about my lips? and miss
Of life, just at the gates of life and bliss?
Was ever grief like mine?
See, they lay hold on me, not with the hands
Of faith, but fury: yet at their commands
I suffer binding, who have loos'd their bands:
Was ever grief like mine?
All my Disciples fly; fear puts a bar
Betwixt my friends and me. They leave the star
That brought the wise men of the East from far.
Was ever grief like mine?"
"With clubs and staves they seek me, as a thief,
Who am the way of truth, the true relief;
Most true to those, who are my greatest grief:
Was ever grief like mine?
Judas, dost thou betray me with a kiss?
Canst thou find hell about my lips? and miss
Of life, just at the gates of life and bliss?
Was ever grief like mine?
See, they lay hold on me, not with the hands
Of faith, but fury: yet at their commands
I suffer binding, who have loos'd their bands:
Was ever grief like mine?
All my Disciples fly; fear puts a bar
Betwixt my friends and me. They leave the star
That brought the wise men of the East from far.
Was ever grief like mine?"
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