To be spiritually dead is to be diabolically alive
R. C. SproulRead
In Reformed theology, if God is not sovereign over the entire created order, then he is not sovereign at all. The term sovereignty too easily becomes a chimera. If God is not sovereign, then he is not God.
Interpretation
This quote emphasizes the absolute sovereignty of God over all creation as essential to His divinity.
R. C. Sproul's quote underscores the idea that for God to truly be God, He must have complete authority and control over everything that exists. If any part of creation lies outside of His sovereignty, then the concept of His divinity becomes meaningless and illusory. This perspective highlights the foundational belief in God's ultimate power and the coherence of the divine nature with His governance over all aspects of reality.
In practice
In a sermon discussing divine authority and control.
To be spiritually dead is to be diabolically alive
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Superstition is the poetry of life.
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