“Don’t talk of things
of religion
and matters of experience
with an air of lightness and laughter,
which is too much the manner in many places.
In all your course,
walk with God
and follow Christ
as a little,
poor,
helpless child,
taking hold of Christ’s hand,
keeping your eye
on the mark of the wounds
on his hands
and side,
whence came the blood
that cleanses you from sin
and hides
your nakedness
under the skirt of the white shining robe
of his righteousness.”
I am a blues guitar player and a follower of Jesus. This blog is about music, especially Blues, theology, humor, culture and anything else that rolls through my brain. "The sky is crying, look at the tears roll down the street"
Saturday, August 22, 2009
The Mark Of The Wounds
From the end of a letter written by Jonathan Edwards to Deborah Hatheway (June 3, 1741):
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