What am I that God, the Creator of everything we know and love, would take the time to listen to me? Who am I that He would lend me His ear and not only that, but would answer me? What have I done to deserve such reception? Nothing.
What kind of love is it that a man would lay down His life for someone like me? How many mistakes or poor choices I’ve made? How many times did I spit in HIs face? And yet, He still died for me. I am, as Paul said, the chiefest of all sinners. A man walked a road, all the while being beaten to the point of not being recognized as human. He carried the very object that He would soon be nailed to. Did He refuse? No. Did He back out? No. What did He do? He looked out at all those who growled hatred His way and asked for them to be forgiven.
That’s impossible. It’s impossible for someone to love like that, right? He gave Himself to die so that we could live. Not only did He die for us to be forgiven, but that we may seek after Him and spend eternity with Him. No more pain, no misery, no tears. We will be perfect in His kingdom. But it’s not only for after we died. He died so that we could have LIFE more abundantly. He died so that we could become like Him. We can love the unlovable, why? Because He first loved us when we were unlovable. It’s taken a LONG time for me to get to the point of loving myself, and some days I still struggle with such. One thing I know that is true is that I serve the God of the impossible. He died for me. He died for you too.
Now to Him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to Him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen. (Ephesians 3:20-21)
