Saturday, July 7, 2012

The Loveliness of Christ (Rutherford)


A couple weeks ago I posted some quotes from The Loveliness of Christ, a little book excerpted from the letters of Samuel Rutherford. Like our Lord, Rutherford was a man of sorrows. The pain of losing his first wife and of outliving all but one of his children gave him a longing for heaven and a winsome way of helping others in their suffering.

I hope some of you ordered his little book. I think you’ll be glad you did. Click here for the link.

To whet your appetite (hopefully), here are a few more quotes.

Every day we may see some new thing in Christ. His love hath neither brim nor bottom.

When I look over beyond the line and beyond death, to the laughing side of the world, I triumph, and rise upon the places of Jacob…

Our fair morning is at hand, the daystar is near the rising, and we are not many miles from home; what matters the ill entertainment in the smoky inns of this miserable life? We are not to stay here, and we will be dearly welcome to him when we go to.

The sea-sick passenger shall come to land; Christ will be the first that will meet you on the shore.

She is not sent away, but only sent before, like unto a star, which going out of your sight, doth not die and vanish, but shineth in another hemisphere; ye see her not, yet she doth shine in another country.