Love, love, love this song. The words are so powerful.
How deep the Father’s love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory
Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that helf Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I knoww that it is finished
I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast inJesus Christ
His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom
Because I am so often with my children or teaching children’s Sunday school or leading backyard Bible Clubs, I often think of the Gospel in childlike terms (not necessarily a bad thing). But I often forget the power of the Gospel. The reality of what Jesus did on the cross. The fact that it is not just a story to be told in Sunday school. The fact that it REALLY happened. Whether you believe in the Diety of Christ or not, a man named Jesus from Nazereth was in fact tortured and crucified for crimes he did not commit. He was physically beaten within an inch of his life and then nailed to a cross for the sins that I commited… and you… and all of mankind.
I would like to think that I would have been among the women who stood at the foot of the cross weeping as Jesus hung dying. I would like to think that I would have followed him to the very end and then some. But… I fear that as the above song says, “Ashamed I hear my mocking voice, Call out among the scoffers.” I don’t know where I would have been on that day so long ago. But I know where I am now. I am fully assured that Jesus died for me on the cross. I am fully assured that God created me with a purpose. I am fully assured that because I believe in his Son, I will one day be with Him in heaven.
I may not know where we will be in a month or so after my husband graduates from seminary. I may not know what the next couple of years looks like…. and I may not even fully know what my eternity looks like… but I know where I will be… I know who I will be with.
Filed under Easter, Jesus