One of Yale's residential colleges is called "Jonathan Edwards College," an act of tribute to the great theologian which is lost on most of those who live and work around it every day. A few months after I was introduced to Edwards by one of my professors, I decided to do an impromptu survey of some of my fellow students who lived in "JE." So I walked into the courtyard and started stopping random people. I asked them, "Do you know who Jonathan Edwards was?"
One person gave what ended up being a pretty average answer (at least as much as you can take an average from the only five or six people I interviewed). She said, "Yea, sure. Isn't he that guy who preached a sermon about a spider and told all the Indians they were going to hell?" I gave up.
The spider sermon, of course, is "Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God," and that is about as far as most Americans are familiar with Edwards. That's a shame, because as marvelous and truthful and poignant and sink-you-down-in-your-couch convicting that sermon is, if it's all you ever read of Edwards in your ninth grade English class, it doesn't very well communicate the sweetness and tenderness of his love for Jesus Christ.
A lot more evangelicals are familiar now with JE's "End for Which God Created the World," thanks to John Piper's efforts, and that, too, is a theological tour de force that every Christian--and every student, especially--should read several times. But even you read "End" along with "Sinners," you still won't get a sense of JE's sweetness and compassion.
So in the interest of introducing some readers to a part of JE they may never have experienced, let me encourage you to read in your devotional sometime his sermon "The Excellency of Christ." It is one of my favorites. Here's a taste:
Christ's holiness never so illustriously shone forth as it did in his last sufferings, and yet he never was to such a degree treated as guilty.