He died for me. I was rotten, scum, lost, dirty, blind, deaf and dead. He didn’t even physically know me. We never had a conversation like the discipled did with him. We never set down and had a meal together. I’ve never had the privilege of hearing his teaching directly from his mouth. And yet, he knows me completely, because he created me. Somewhat two thousand years later, when nothing that happened around the time of Jesus really seems to matter or impact us as much as what’s really revenant now, the fact still remains that my Jesus died for me. He created me, he knows me, more so than what any of my closest friends, my parents or I, myself knows me. And yet, he had the love to carry the cross up to that hill and die on it - even when he knew who I was and how much I would act against God throughout my entire life, in my sinfulness. Would I give up my life for that? Would I give up my life for someone, knowing exactly how much they would be against me, how much they would ignore me, hate me, betray me and deny me? My simple answer is NO.
But I am not Jesus. He is God, the Lord, Messiah and my King. I am unable to give up my life for someone because I am selfish. I am sinful.
But I am thankful that Jesus is not sinful and that he is not selfish. This story may come from one persons view, and I may have only though about dying for one other person, but in this case, Jesus died for ALL. Countless amounts of people who are just like me…
I am reminded on this day of how far off from grace I was, before I gave my life to Christ. Many of you know parts of my story, and many of you know most of my story. But Jesus knows ALL of my story, and he chose to love me. That is the only way a sinful, lost and broken man can be fully changed. No other amounts of circumstances, environment, peer influences, therapy or self motivation can come close to having the power to change one soul and save that one soul like the power of Love that Jesus showed the world on Good Friday.
So friends, I encourage you to not feel guilt, but thankfulness that Jesus died for you and I. And I pray that you would experience even a glimpse of of that infinite grace that was shown on that cross, two thousand years ago, today. I am unable to see what responses you might have to this, as I am fasting Facebook this month, but I do hope that this has encouraged you.