Thursday, October 9, 2014
Don't Ever Forget It
I have been car shopping, and I hate it. Trying to find a good car that fits my budget is like making a skirt in size 3 and then searching for a hippo that can fit in it!
The cars I CAN buy do not seem worth it. They are ugly, or they have too many miles, or the stories surrounding them sound fishy. I cannot throw hard-earned money away on this. Even when the price is low, it's too high considering the trouble I'll have later.
You were like that when Jesus found you. I was, too.
We were ugly in our hearts; the black mold of sin was so thick it was hard to see anything else.
The itemized spreadsheet of all our daily wrongs could cover too many miles of highway. If you and I could read the story God read of what He'd be getting into if He got involved with us, "fishy" would be a mild word to describe it.
He bought us anyway.
He turned your price tag over and it read... BLOOD. You already know it was not just any blood.
He said, "I'll pay it."
Aren't you glad?
On the days you feel frustrated that you failed again, don't forget this.
When you feel like the least of the least, or you wonder why you should even try, don't forget the price He paid for you.
In His eyes, you were not worthy, yet you were worth it.
Don't ever forget it.
Tell Me: What do you do in response to this truth? It makes me want to kiss His feet and live to make Him proud.