'As fallen human beings we are plagued with inordinate affections. We love green pieces of paper more than God. We love balls made out of pigskin more than God. We’ve shown we even love apples more than God. We, like Esau, have traded our birthright— the dignity of our shameless, joy-filled, glory-beholding, glory-reflecting existence— for a bowl of beans. As Blaise Pascal so aptly put, “Man’s sensitivity to little things and insensitivity to the greatest things are marks of a strange disorder.”
'Our hearts are sensitive toward the little opinions of others, and insensitive to the great judgments of God. And so, we worship our way into sin. We must worship our way out. We don’t need more willpower. We don’t need to get ourselves together. We need a greater thrill . . . a more captivating beauty.'
-- Matt Papa, "Look and Live: Behold the Soul-Thrilling, Sin-Destroying Glory of Christ"
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