I am utterly struck by the beauty of the gospel... It is not a gospel of words, but of actions. Not a gospel of understanding but one of intense mystery. It is the gospel of a king and judge who unrelinquishingly shows compassion and favor to those who have never done a good thing. It is a gospel of passion, of life, and of bloody death. It is the gospel of how the eternal unchanging binds himself for the sake of love to die the death of the frail for the sake of their treason against himself. It is totally incomprehensible and senseless and yet majestic, perfect, glorious. It is precious and scandalous. It costs us everything and nothing to believe. We need but come, but we must come.
"God has consigned all to disobedience that he may mercy on all. O the depth of the riches and wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are his judgments and how inscrutable his ways! For who has known the mind of the Lord, or who has been his counselor? Or who has given a gift to him that he might be repaid? For from him and through him and to him are all things. To him be glory forever. Amen."
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