I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in his word I hope (Psalm 130:5)
Going through Advent this year I’m taking time to share some famous articulations from the Reformed Confessions on the wonder and mystery of the Incarnation. This week, the Scots Confession (1560):
The Incarnation of Christ Jesus
When the fullness of time came God sent his Son, his eternal wisdom, the substance of his own glory, into this world, who took the nature of humanity from the substance of a woman, a virgin, by means of the Holy Ghost. And so was born the “just seed of David”, the “Angel of the great counsel of God”, the very Messiah promised, whom we confess and acknowledge to be Emmanuel, true God and true man, who perfect natures united and joined in one person. So by our Confession we condemn the damnable and pestilent heresies of Arius, Marcion, Eutyches, Nestorius, and such others as did either deny the eternity of his Godhead, or the truth of his humanity, or confounded them, or else divided them.