It's Friday, but Sunday's comin'.
It's Friday, but Sunday's comin'.
It cannot come soon enough for in my flesh dwells that thing which daily twists the nails. From the article (that is in this thread, but sadly ignored by most):
When we look to Jesus dying on the cross we end our dalliance with sin, and utterly abhor the cause of so great suffering to so dear a Saviour. Every wound of Jesus is an argument against sin. We never know the full evil of our iniquities till we see what it cost the Redeemer to put them away.
That's a great sermon. I don't know a whole lot about Anthony Campolo (sp?), but he sure rocked the house with that line.