Long Time No Talk

This evening I find myself craving the gospel. I am craving sweet time at my saviors feet. How great is it that the holies of holies is open to us because of the atoning work of Jesus. We can come in whatever condition our soul may be in and we can know, with perfect assurance, that our Abba accepts us and loves us fully and perfectly. We have not to look for our own righteousness but only to believe in Jesus; to believe that we are covered by his blood; we have been given his perfect righteousness. What a blessing. I long to find myself moment by moment at the feet of my Jesus. I'll leave you with a wonderful quote from the week:

"Every plant must have both soil and root. Without both of these there can be no life, no growth, no fruit. The root is "peace with God"; the soil in which that root strikes itself, and out of which it draws the vital sap, is the free love of God in Christ. "Rooted in love" is the apostle's description of a holy man. The secret of a believer's holy walk is his continual recurrence to the blood of the Surety, and his daily intercourse with a crucified and risen Lord. All divine life, and all the precious fruits of it, pardon, peace, and holiness, spring from the cross. All fancied sanctification which does not arise wholly from the blood of the cross is nothing better than Pharisaism. If we would be holy, we must get to the cross, and dwell there; else, notwithstanding all our labor, diligence, fasting, praying and good works, we shall be yet void of real sanctification, destitute of those humble, gracious tempers which accompany a clear view of the cross."

- Horatius Bonar