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 held 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 in Jesus 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
i specifically remember trying to choke out the words "ashamed i hear my mocking voice call out among the scoffers". i have not done a very good job of always walking in the light. i tend to let the world sneak in and dictate my actions. and yet, God loves me. i have heard God's voice and ignored it. i have chosen to go my own way. and yet, God loves me. i have judged others and said words that were intended to hurt and break them down. i have been jealous of others' happiness. and yet, God loves me.
i am a sinner. but i am also God's child. and he loves me. he loves ME. none of the wrong that i do is a surprise to God. but he doesn't look at all of that stuff. he looks at the amazing woman he created in me and he delights in her. he doesn't hold my sin over my head and use it to blackmail me or guilt me into loving him. instead, he wipes my slate clean every time i mess up (which is a lot) and says "try again...and don't forget that i love you."
as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us [psalm 103:12]
Nikki, your posts are always inspiring. Thank you.
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