As I desire to be made more like Jesus, the Spirit certainly does a great job of revealing different facets of my heart’s ugliness. And so I am made more and more aware of my never ending need for the Gospel. If the Gospel is not just the foundation of Christianity but IS Christianity, one would think Christianity would get old at some point. That’s never the case, though. Through his kindness at every repentant experience, the Gospel is before us, offering forgiveness, freedom, and redemption. Love. Possessions, joys and pleasures from this world get old. Sooner or later, they really do. It’s inevitable. The Gospel in its purity is eternal in its glory. It’s amazing every time.