Length: 130 pp
Author: Michael Reeves
I like subtitles but I normally don’t make much of them in these reviews. But Michael Reeves’ Delighting in the Trinity’s subtitle call for special notice. The title alone, unfortunately, is enough to startle some. Delighting in the Trinity? That is shocking enough, but he adds, “an introduction to the Christian faith.” This suggests that some Christians are trying to spell words like “Jesus,” and say phrases like, “justification by faith,” before they even know their ABCs.
“But I thought the Trinity was the deep end of the pool? You know, where the high dive is; for advanced swimmers?” You’re right. The Trinity is deep, but if Christianity is the pool, then the Trinity isn’t a side of the pool, it’s the water. You can’t get into the real Christianity pool, not even the shallow side, without immersing into Trinity. Christians are trinitarian, chosen by the Father, saved by the Son, renewed by the Spirit. Michael Reeves means for you to play in this water, that is, to delight in the Trinity. Please read no allusion to Trinity as water here, liquid, solid, gas, this would make me, and Reeves very distraught. It smacks of the ancient heresy modalism, dubbed moodalism by Reeves. This would work against your joy, but for an explanation of why you’re going to have to get the book.
The most foundational thing in God is not some abstract quality, but the fact that he is Father.
This is salvation with jam on top. In fact, the more trinitarian the salvation, the sweeter it is. For it is not just that we are brought before the Father in the Son; we receive the Spirit with which he was anointed. Jesus said in John 16: 14 that the Spirit ‘will bring glory to me by taking from what is mine and making it known to you.’ The Spirit takes what is the Son’s and makes it ours. When the Spirit rested upon the Son at his baptism, Jesus heard the Father declare from heaven: ‘You are my Son, whom I love; with you I am well pleased.’ But now that the same Spirit of sonship rests on me, the same words apply to me: in Christ my high priest I am adopted, beloved, Spirit-anointed son. As Jesus says to the Father in John 17: 23, you ‘have loved them even as you have loved me.’ And so, as the Son brings me before his Father, with their Spirit in me I can boldly cry, ‘Abba,’ for their fellowship I now freely share: The Most High my Father, The Son my great brother, the Spirit no longer Jesus’ Comforter, but mine.