Photo, by Sara BeattyJonathan Edwards, The personal narrative of Jonathan Edwards, 1740
As I rode out into the woods for my health, in 1737, having alight from my horse in a retired place, as my manner commonly has been, to walk for divine contemplation and prayer, I had a view that was for me extraordinary, of the glory of the Son of God, as Mediator between God and man, and His wonderful, great, full, pure and sweet grace and love, and meek and gentle condescension. This grace that appeared so calm and sweet, appeared also above the heavens. The Person of Christ appear ineffably excellent with an excellency great enough to swallow up all thoughts and conceptions, which continued, as near as I can judge, about an hour; such as to keep me a greater part of the time in a flood of tears, and weeping aloud. I felt an ardency of soul to be, what I know not otherwise how to express, emptied and annihilated; to lie in the dust, and to be full of Christ alone; to love Him with a holy and pure love; to trust in Him; to live upon Him; to serve Him and to be perfectly sanctified and made pure, with a divine and heavenly purity.
(taken from Martin Lloyd-Jones, Joy Unspeakable)
(taken from Martin Lloyd-Jones, Joy Unspeakable)
