There’s a verse in Scripture that frustrates me to this day. And I know it shouldn’t but it does, because when I read it, there are words and pictures in my head that I am told are untrue.
Romans 8 is one passage of Scripture that seems inescapable for me, of late. Perhaps it’s the wonder and beauty of the apostle’s words that build and build, forming a wonderful crescendo that culminates in verses 35-39. But really, Romans 8 should be inescapable for all of us, seeing as it encompasses the whole of the Christian life.
It’s true that all Scripture is “God-breathed.” Every line of the Bible is a manifestation of the mind of God, and is there to give us a glimpse of who he really is. Every word is “profitable” and infused with divine beauty. But sometimes the beauty transcends from the heavenly down to even the mere literary level.