image :: The Red Mill, Piet Mondrian (1911, Dutch)
“The Lord redeems the life of his servants;
none of those who take refuge in him will be condemned.”
As they were looking on, so we too gaze on His wounds as He hangs. We see His blood as He dies. We see the price offered by the Redeemer, touch the scars of His resurrection. He bows His head, as if to kiss you. His heart is made bare open, as it were, in love to you. His arms are extended that He may embrace you. His whole body is displayed for your redemption. Ponder how great these things are. Let all this be rightly weighed in your mind: as He was once fixed to the Cross in every part of His body for you, so He may now be fixed in every part of your soul.
Augustine of Hippo, 5th century
sound :: Dear Wormwood, The Oh Hellos (2015)