so much. it was a critical time in history, in the life of my Lord, in God's master plan, and in my little ordinary life.
it was Jesus who saved me as a 16 year old. How can someone who lived over 2,000 years ago, whose life i have only read about, and who I have only met in spirit, change me so dramatically? It took one final moment as a 16 year old at a Youth Group camp to set me free. Just like that I felt like a new creation, innocence restored, my sins removed from me and a new beginning.
That's Easter. A story I knew by heart became such a reality in my life that I believe without a doubt my sins crucified my Saviour. My life was on his mind as he put aside his power as God's son to suffer on my behalf. Not just my life but every single Christian since that first Easter.
I know that because, before he was arrested, he prayed for us all. He thought of us. He was about to suffer a horrific death and he remembered us. (John 17)
Just reminded of a line in a song 'who am I that the LORD should know my name...' I am one of many who through the centuries and generations remember this legacy that belongs to us...
A legacy of the love of a son for his father
and the love of a father for all his children.
He sacrificed one to save many,
my one and only beloved Lord and Saviour.
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