Paradise Will Not Be A Hall Of

The Thought Of Building A Life Around Minimal Morality Or Minimal Significance—a Life Defined By The Question, “what Is Permissible?”—felt Almost Disgusting To Me. I Didn’t Want A Minimal Life. I Didn’t Want To Live On The Outskirts Of Reality. I Wanted To Understand The Main Thing About Life And Pursue It.

When You Are Deeply Peaceful And Confident That, Because Of Christ, God Will Bring You Safely To His Eternal Kingdom And Be The All-satisfying Treasure Of Your Life Forever, Then You Are Free To See The Truth, And Love The Truth, And Speak The Truth No Matter What, And Joyfully Spread A Passion For The Truth Whose Name Is Jesus.

If God Were Not Just, There Would Be No Demand For His Son To Suffer And Die. And If God Were Not Loving, There Would Be No Willingness For His Son To Suffer And Die. But God Is Both Just And Loving. Therefore His Love Is Willing To Meet The Demands Of His Justice.

Marriage. The Roots Are Deep. The Covenant Is Solid. The Love Is Sweet. Life Is Hard. And God Is Good.

My Feelings Are Not God. God Is God. My Feelings Do Not Define Truth. God’s Word Defines Truth. My Feelings Are Echoes And Responses To What My Mind Perceives. And Sometimes - Many Times - My Feelings Are Out Of Sync With The Truth. When That Happens - And It Happens Every Day In Some Measure - I Try Not To Bend The Truth To Justify My Imperfect Feelings, But Rather, I Plead With God: Purify My Perceptions Of Your Truth And Transform My Feelings So That They Are In Sync With The Truth.