That phrase has been on my mind for days, especially so last Sunday as we prepared ourselves for the Lord’s Supper.
The phrase implies that in knowing someone well or experiencing something frequently we risk losing respect for the person or appreciation of the experience.
When I first came to know Christ I was deeply moved by the cross.
To speak of the cross would bring me to tears. I was truly overwhelmed by the thought of what Jesus was willing to endure because of his love for me.