You died for me,
I whisper into this silent morning,
You died for me.
You took my sins on your shoulders
and paid the ransom
that I might walk free.
I scarce can take it in,
Your sacrifice
intentional
without measure
irrevocable
unending.
I look at my horizon
concealed by clouds
and wonder at what You did
willingly, for me.
You could have called 10,000 angels
but you looked at me.
You saw me.
You knew me
and said “It is finished.”
Three days you were there
for me.
There is no way to pay you back.
Oh but there is, I hear You say.
“Go and do likewise,
go into all your world,
make disciples
teaching them to obey my commandments
and I will be there with you
until the end of the age and beyond.”

06-09-2015