In your world, I have another name. You must learn to know me by it. That was the very reason you were brought to Narnia; that by knowing me here for a little, you may know me better there.
Aslan, The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (Movie 2010)
There’s a saying among Reformers, “The blood of the martyrs is the seed of the gospel.” But knowing Christ and sharing what we know of him doesn’t always require the spilled blood of Christians. Today is Palm Sunday and I just finished crying my heart out yet again. I’ve learned so much about my faith, my sin, and my relationship to Jesus over the past 14 years. I’m by no means an angel. Not even close to being a “good” Christian. But through the painful anguish of fighting my sin and the struggles of life, I’ve come to see the Lord in a more intimate way. I’ve been humbled tremendously and I continue to resist the temptations of my heart and mind. I love my Bible. I love theology. It’s boring to many people, but it’s life-giving to me. Here are my thoughts on the Scripture I read and the theology I dig through. I hope you’ll find it a refreshing reminder on established biblical doctrines.
When I survey the wondrous cross on which the Prince of glory died, my richest gain I count but loss and pour contempt on all my pride. See from his head, his hands, his feet, sorrow and love flow mingled down. Did e’er such love and sorrow meet or thorns compose so rich a crown.
Coram Deo. May the Lord see and turn his face to me to bless me with everlasting peace and to comfort my burdened soul. May he collect my tears in his heavenly bottle and fill my heart with joy and comfort. And may he use my pain to help bring you closer to him.