Let us muse today from I Corinthians 13 and the superiority of Christ’s love. Our last thought is on the distinctive comfort of love. In the 1700s at the age of 17 William Featherstone wrote a song to describe his salvation experience. He died 10 years later and it is the only thought we have that magnifies that the love of Christ that was shed abroad in his heart by the Holy Ghost. The song says my Jesus I love Thee I know thou art mine, for Thee all the follies of sin I resign. My gracious Redeemer my Savior art Thou: if ever I love Thee my Jesus tis now.
Musings From The Motel 