…but he DOES promise me hope. This hope has nothing to do with my ability to perceive the absolute correctly. It does not rest in any form of certainty whatsoever. It rests in the constant struggle of being a follower of Christ. It’s about obeying WHEN I am commanded. It’s about living out my salvation with fear and trembling. In the end it’s about saying I believe the Word was sent to reveal God – I believe not because I am able to place my finger in his wounds, but because he was willing to have wounds to begin with.
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