God proved His love on the Cross. When Christ hung, and bled, and died, it was God saying to the world, 'I love you.'
Billy GrahamRead
In some Churches today and on some religious television programs, we see the attempt to make Christianity popular and pleasant. We have taken the cross away and substituted cushions.
Interpretation
Billy Graham critiques the modern commercialization of Christianity, emphasizing the abandonment of difficult truths for comfort.
In this quote, Billy Graham highlights the troubling trend within some churches and religious television programs to sanitize and popularize Christianity by replacing its core challenges, represented by the cross, with more comfortable and appealing messages, symbolized by cushions. He warns that this shift risks losing the authentic essence of faith, which often requires sacrifice, conviction, and a willingness to face uncomfortable truths.
In practice
During a church service discussing the importance of genuine faith.
God proved His love on the Cross. When Christ hung, and bled, and died, it was God saying to the world, 'I love you.'
The wonderful news is that our Lord is a God of mercy, and He responds to repentance.
Don't ever hesitate to take to [God] whatever is on your heart. He already knows it anyway, but He doesn't want you to bear its pain or celebrate its joy alone.
God will not force himself upon us against our will. If we want his love, we need to believe in him. We need to make a definite, positive act of commitment and surrender to the love of God. No one can do it for us.
Success in God's eyes is faithfulness to His calling.
Heaven doesn't make this life less important; it makes it more important.
There are eight rungs in charity. The highest is when you help a man to help himself.
Nothing leads to good that is not natural.
The ear tends to be lazy, craves the familiar and is shocked by the unexpected; the eye, on the other hand, tends to be impatient, craves the novel and is bored by repetition.
When sitting in meditation, say, "That's not my business!" with every thought that comes by.
When all the details fit in perfectly, something is probably wrong with the story.
Biology designed the dance. Terror timed it. Dictated the rhythm with which their bodies answered each other. As though they already knew that for each tremor of pleasure they would pay with an equal measure of pain. As though they knew that how far they went would be measured against how far they would be taken.
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