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Math.


Yes, math.  That is what I’m writing about today.   Wait – let me finish.  My BFF Sandra is taking math classes and she hates math.  I found a problem that I think she will like –

Jesus
+ Nothing
= Everything


Or as with all math problems –

 
Everything
- Jesus
= Nothing

 I can’t take credit for this – It’s the title of a great book my boss gave me by Tullian Tchividjian.

The gospel in a nut shell, truly.  If you add anything to Jesus, like good works, or your own righteousness – is it the gospel?  Truly grace?  Really?

Jesus did it all – He paid it all, the whole price.  Period.

Galatians 2:
 
I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me.  The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me.  I do not set aside the grace of God, for if righteousness could be gained through the law, Christ died for nothing.
 
and then of course, one of my favs: 
 
Ephesians 1: 
 
That power is the working of His mighty strength when He raised Christ from the dead and seated Him in the heavenly realms, far above all rule and authority, power and dominion and every title that can be given, not only in this present age but also in the age to come.  And God placed all things under His feet and appointed Him to be head over all the church, which is His body, the fullness of Him who fills everything in everyway.
 

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  1. WendySeptember 27, 2012 at 9:51 AM

    Here's another equation to add to your file... Without Jesus,a hopeless end. With him, an endless hope. -Rick Warren

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