By And Large, The Gospel Of Grace

This Is The God Of The Gospel Of Grace. A God Who, Out Of Love For Us, Sent The Only Son He Ever Had Wrapped In Our Skin. He Learned How To Walk, Stumbled And Fell, Cried For His Milk, Sweated Blood In The Night, Was Lashed With A Whip And Showered With Spit, Was Fixed To A Cross, And Died Whispering Forgiveness On Us All.

Do You Believe That The God Of Jesus Loves You Beyond Worthiness And Unworthiness, Beyond Fidelity And Infidelity—that He Loves You In The Morning Sun And In The Evening Rain—that He Loves You When Your Intellect Denies It, Your Emotions Refuse It, Your Whole Being Rejects It. Do You Believe That God Loves Without Condition Or Reservation And Loves You This Moment As You Are And Not As You Should Be.

For Several Centuries, The Celtic Church Of Ireland Was Spared The Greek Dualism Of Matter And Spirit. They Regarded The World With The Clear Vision Of Faith. When A Young Celtic Monk Saw His Cat Catch A Salmon Swimming In Shallow Water, He Cried, "the Power Of The Lord Is In The Paw Of The Cat!

We Miss Jesus' Point Entirely When We Use His Words As Weapons Against Others.

The Engaged Mind, Illuminated By Truth, Awakens Awareness; The Engaged Heart, Affected By Love, Awakens Passion. May I Say Once More - This Essential Energy Of The Soul Is Not An Ecstatic Trance, High Emotion Or A Sanguine Stance Toward Life: It Is A Fierce Longing For God, An Unyielding Resolve To Live In And Out Of Our Belovedness. - Pg. 152