WILLIAM TYNDALE was martyred 6 October, 1536. We owe him a debt we can hardly imagine, much less that we could possibly repay. The following words are his, as written to an enemy, to those who wanted nothing more than for him to burn for his troubles, in this life and in the life to come, and simply because he did not think the way they thought he should think. That, and for giving the common Englishman a bible in his own tongue. The text below is the voice of his deeper convictions, which, for me, is the best part of him, written knowing death was near. Do your worst, he says. I will pray for you, still. I will love you anyway, in spite of yourself. Christ is the cause why I love thee, why I am ready to do the uttermost of my power for thee, and why I pray for thee. And as long as the cause abideth, so long lasteth the effect; even as it is always day so long as the sun shineth. Do therefore the worst thou canst unto me, take away my goods, take away my good name; yet as long as Christ remaineth in my heart, so long I love thee not a whit less, and so long art thou as dear unto me as mine own soul, and so long am I ready to do thee good for thine evil and so long I pray for thee with all my heart: for Christ desireth it of me, and hath deserved it of me. Thine unkindness compared unto his kindness is nothing at all; yet, it is swallowed up as a little smoke of a mighty wind, and is no more seen or thought upon...
Posted on: Tue, 07 Oct 2014 02:55:41 +0000
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