I have been reflecting on the exclusivity of the Gospel. If we neglect to share that Jesus is the only way, not just a way, we are not only being intolerant of their future, but our passivity preaches death. We proclaim Christ crucified as the only way because Christ proclaims it! If we believe what He said, we cannot be pluralistic. The belief of intolerance is a rumor. Oh, praise that He is exclusive in His divinity and right above all else, but inclusive of us, His inheritance and treasure!
exclusive pop the collar popularity, a contest for the Ps to be VIPs a club, a tribe, an us versus you and your kind me, me, me exclusivity of a Holy God commanding followers to follow the shockwaves to sound not for fame or vainglory but for the mystery of the Gospel a God in human form a bewilderment, conundrum to the VIPs "I am who I am" not you not me but before Abraham was, "I am" without the exclusivity of those heavy words Jesus the Messiah the so called exclusivity decreases the superego and underscores the supremacy of Christ eternal Father, may I not shy away from proclaiming Your supremacy over other things. May what is valid and seemingly true fall shy and flat to Christ's penultimate work of rising from the grave. When I doubt, remind me that You're the way, the truth, the life.
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“From the Crest,” by Wendell Berry
I am trying to teach my mind to bear the long, slow growth of the fields, and to sing of its passing while it waits. The farm must be made a form, endlessly bringing together heaven and earth, light and rain building, dissolving, building back again the shapes and actions of the ground! May this be an image of my journey with the Holy Spirit. |
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