...in spite of me, myself and I
I have been a bit weepy at church lately (and it ain't hormones). My poor husband and pastor probably do not know what to do with me. :-/
His sermon last week was on Unconditional Election and this week it was on Particular Redemption.
Yes, he is currently preaching through the Doctrines of Grace.
He also just recently went through the 5 solas.
He took a break from the series in Matthew to address what our historical baptist church is about. We have several new families and a seemingly consistent flow of visitors. Some stay... some flee. I think we had 3 visiting families this past Sunday when he presented Particular Redemption. This is a very tough truth to swallow; especially if you grew up in a church that always preached unlimited free will and it is up to YOU to choose God. I could see that Pastor Chris obviously wrestled over this one... NOT an easy sermon to preach and he expected some to get up and leave.
So... why the tears? Hm. Sometimes the truth of what is spoken hits me for others dear to me, sometimes it hits me because I know it is nothing I have done for God to extend His grace to me through His Son. I find myself drinking deeply from the well of truth... and I know that it is the Lord giving me a heart of longing for Him and His truth. Sometimes my selfish tendencies squelch that. Aargh. But in this season of deep longing for Him, I am so utterly thankful for His abundant mercies that are new every morning... in spite of me, myself and I.
Now... consider being more Berean-like than the Bereans.





My Husband, My brother in Christ













