Thoughts

He Did it Anyway

He saw me on that long ago day, when His hands and feet were nailed to that splintered tree. He knew everything there was to know about me. He knew things He wanted me to do for Him. He knew I would fail Him.

I wonder how He could know everything about me and yet still choose to lay His life down for me. It’s funny how you can know the answer to a question you’ve thought of dozens of times before but it never really grips you until… Bam! You get it. He loved me more than His life. He did what the Father sent Him to do. He did what He asks us to do daily. To lay our lives down for others. To pick up our cross and follow Him.

I wish there was some way to show Him that what He did means more to me than my actions show. I will live with the guilt for the hundreds of times I have ignored His leading and grieved Him. I can still remember times, places, circumstances where I should have acted and didn’t. I thought there was no way He could actually use me. I’m not good enough. But thinking and feeling that way misses the point entirely. In and of ourselves that is true. But He makes us His righteousness And gives us His strength.