It Will Be Worth It All

The presence and company of Christ will make amends for all we suffer here below. When we see as we have been seen, and look back on the journey of life, we shall wonder at our own faintness of heart. We shall marvel that we made so much of our cross, and thought so little of our crown. We shall marvel that in ‘counting the cross’ we could ever doubt on which side the balance of profit lay.

J. C. Ryle, Holiness (Carlisle, PA: EP Books, 2011), 78.

Christ Drank the Dregs for Us

God sees fit that we should taste of that cup with his Son drink so deep, that we might feel a little what sin is, and what his Son’s love was. But our comfort is that Christ drink the dregs of the cup for us, and will succour us, so that our spirits may not utterly fail under that little taste of his displeasure which we may feel. He became not only as a man but a curse, a man of sorrows, for us. He was broken that we should not be broken; he was troubled, that we should not be desperately troubled; he became a curse, that we should not be accursed. Whatever may be wished for in an all-sufficient comforter is all to be found in Christ.

Richard Sibbes, The Bruised Reed (Carlisle, PA: Banner of Truth, 2011), 66.

We Can’t Play Fast and Loose with the Gospel!

We cannot … play fast and loose with the Gospel. He who reads his Bible, he who lives by the Gospels and Epistles as his light and his guide, must find that the keystone of the arch is the atonement; must find it is finished, in the sense of the accomplishment of the sacrifice and the propitiation for sin, written everywhere upon every doctrine and every precept and every promise of the Gospel.

Charles John Vaughan, Words from the Cross.

The Beautiful Sunset on Good Friday

The climax of the glory of His [Jesus Christ’s] life on earth was the way it ended. It was as if all the darker colors in the spectrum of glory came together in the most beautiful sunset on Good Friday, with the crucified Christ as the blood-red sun in the crimson sky. And it was as if all the brighter colors in the spectrum of glory came together in the most beautiful sunrise on Easter morning, with the risen Christ as the golden sun shining in full strength. Both the glory of the sunset and the glory of the sunrise shone on the horizon of a lifetime of incomparable beautiful love.

John Piper, God Is the Gospel (Wheaton, IL: Crossway, 2005), 65.