day 228: for my sake
He was born into this world like the rest of us. A pink little baby with an adoring mother who cuddled him and whispered things into His little ears that she hoped he understood. Things like, You are my little miracle. You will save us.When He became lost at the temple there must have been frustration. He lost track of time. He was just finishing up something He was meant to do. He had a purpose that day. And the next. And the next. And He said things like, I was about my Father's business.
When he started gathering followers to help keep His message alive, there were those who disliked Him. They spread rumors and sought His life. They mocked Him and hurt Him. They betrayed Him and hung Him. Humiliation and loneliness. And He said things like, Forgive them.
Three days in a dark stone tomb, and then He stood. Calling to Mary. Showing wounds to His apostles. Teaching. Again. And I read this story over and over and can't quite absorb it all. The love. The sacrifice. The power. And I say, For my sake did these things happen. For me. Me?
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I don't think I will ever truly understand.
Absolutely beautiful! I've had that same thought many times, as I'm sure almost everyone has.
And for me! Happy Easter!
Beautiful thoughts for a beautiful Easter Morn. He is risen, as He said!
Happy Easter.
This is a lovely post.
So beautifully put. And so important to remember.
Happy Easter!
Watching conference today I was struck with the thought that he had to experience every bad thing in order to give the atonement the power that it does. The one who deserved it least suffered the most. It really is beyond comprehension and makes me feel ashamed for whining.
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