The book lay open in my hands. I had been given the privilege of reading for a few uninterrupted minutes, and the book I chose to read told the story of Jesus’ life, ministry on earth, and His death. It was a story that I had read many times. Yet, reading it again was like hearing it for the first time. I read again about someone who lived so purely, so sacrificially, and so lovingly. His humility was such a stark contrast to the showiness of the religious leaders and to those who sought Him for His works but not for Himself. Yet, He gave and healed so freely, and what was given and done for Him? A few rugged and uneducated men followed him, often bickering and then finally abandoning Him when it became dangerous and unpopular to follow Him.
Then, my mind’s eye could picture Him in all the gore of His beatings, the pain of the betrayals, but even more the weight of all the shame He bore. Do you know how horrible it is when we needlessly carry the shame of our mistakes? Yet, Jesus carried all of those horrendous sins — from Adolf Hitler to ISIS to the Ted Bundy’s of this world. He carried every abuse, every lie, every lust, and there was no one to shoulder the burden for Him. We don’t have to carry the weight of our sins, but He did. He carried the crushing weight of EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. OF. THOSE. SINS. Yes, EVERY. SINGLE. ONE!
And God, His perfect and incredibly loving Abba Father had to turn His back on His Son. Jesus had never experienced that — ever. We don’t understand that because God pursues each of us and loves us. Yet, Jesus did. He experienced what it felt like to have to carry every last sin and carry it all upon Himself. He carried all of that for me. …for you.
Then, it struck me. It struck me how incredibly I am loved! Such a price was paid for me… for you! It was a price of infinite worth! The price paid was God Himself. He gave His all. He gave Himself.
Then, I realized this:
We don’t understand our worth because we don’t understand the depth and magnitude of the sacrifice He made for us.
I don’t deserve it. I am absolutely humbled and incredibly grateful that God Himself gave His all to redeem me and to give me an inheritance with Him!
To be honest, I can’t wrap my mind completely around that thought. It’s overwhelming!
As the truth of this sinks in, I raise my face, slick with tears, to look up, knowing He sees and hears me. Into the holiness of the realization of Who He is, I whisper these simple words, “Thank you, Jesus! Thank you!”
This is what it means to be His daughters and sons: it means to have infinite worth because an Infinite God loved me that much!
He gave His everything for me… for you!
Thank you, Jesus.