Silent Planet - “XX (City Grave)”
"My body became a graveyard where they buried thirsty souls…
I’ll climb through your screen and bleed out the image that you left in me.”
A generation relying only upon its theological heritage, failing to explore the riches of divine revelation, is bound for heterodoxy.
This Summer taught me that, even if I get sentimental, what lies ahead is so much greater than anything I’ve left behind. Hands to the plow, keep moving forward.
God help us — sinful as we are, we would see Jehovah. Despairing, hoping, trembling, half-doubting and half-believing, trusting all to Jesus, we venture into the presence of the very God. And in His presence we live.
Is it really love that cost’s so little? If God will necessarily forgive, no matter what we do, why trouble with him at all? Such a God may deliver us from the fear of hell. But His heaven, if He has any, is full of sin.