Saturday, January 18, 2020

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Matthew 11-16

I love the Gospel accounts. I love to get that Galilean dirt under my fingernails. Matthews account is so real, so vivid. I love that the Kingdom is so unlikely. Impossible, in fact, apart from the King. Every what, or how, or where question brings us back to Him. The Lord Jesus rules by His Word. He creates, He calms, He heals, He forgives. How can He not be the King? Jesus confounds the pharisees, which is good, because the pharisee in my heart needs some dealing with.
The Kingdom is small, spreading. The smallest grain of mustard now becomes the biggest tree. The Kingdom is losing all to gain one. The Kingdom is holding all things cheap you you might get the one valuable thing. And joy. Joy! Joy! Joy! Oh that my life, my ministry, my preching, wouldn't suck the joy out of the Scriptures. 

Everything is impossible apart from the kingdom. We're up against it but we can't lose. What comfort. What encouragement!

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