Christ must not be a myth, a dream, or a phantom to us but a real man and truly God. Our reception of him must not be a forced and fictitious acceptance, but the hearty, happy assent and consent of the soul that he shall be the all-in-all of our salvation. Won’t we come to him at once and make him our sole trust?
It's hard to grasp the reality of him, that he walked this same earth, breathed this same air, and drank and ate with real people in the not-too-distant past. Like remembering my time in high school, I can look back at the life of Jesus as actual events. But I've already been doing that.
