At a Loss

Today I am at a loss for words.  This morning I got up thinking I would continue our story from yesterday, posing questions and wondering what it was like to be there with Jesus. But, after reading the gospel accounts, and watching a clip from "The Passion." I decided I wouldn't even try to depict what today represents. Who am I to put into words the utter pain and sorrow that occured on that day? Who am I to capture those moments.. for I was the one holding the nails.  I can only sit in awe and brokeness at the cost that was paid for me. On this Good Friday, one of the most important days in the history of our faith, may we be reflective. We know the best is yet to come, but for today and tomorrow, while we wait, may we not just let it pass us by without really remembering what Christ did for us..He took our sin, our shame, our guilt, and nailed it to a rugged cross.

The following song has been on my heart. How beautiful the truth in these words.

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 mocing voice,
Call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that helf Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know 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