The Disciple
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“The disciple is that one who has been taught or
trained by the Master, who has come with his ignorance, superstition, and sin,
to find learning, truth, and forgiveness from the Saviour. Without disciplines
we are not disciples, even though we profess His name and pass for a follower
of the lowly Nazarene.” (Edman, V. Raymond. “The Disciplines of Life.”
Scripture Press Foundation, 1948)
Edman gives us much to contemplate in this simple
definition of discipleship. He suggests that the disciple “has been taught.”
The disciple has learned truth and found forgiveness from the Savior. There is
no good intention to follow, to pass off as a follower. The disciple came with
ignorance and has learned. The disciple came with unjustified beliefs and
presuppositions and has not only been corrected but trained to live in truth.
The disciple came with sin and has been cleansed not by his own doing or merit
but by his Master, the Saviour. The disciple correctly represents His Master to
the world in both word and work.
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