And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself and became obedient to death—even death on a cross! (Philippians 2:8)
He didn’t have to die—you know that.
He chose to die, for reasons I still can’t fully grasp. I mean, I understand the basic theological concept of redemption. He who knew no sin, taking the burden of my sin upon himself, dying in my place to pay the price for that sin and restore my relationship to the Father. He took the punishment because—and here’s where my brain locks up—he thinks I’m worth it.
I hope he’s right.
I can’t wrap my head around the concept, but I can wrap my heart around it.
That’s enough for now.
Still, the whole thing is just so very not the way I would have done it.
And there you go, folks—reason #37 to be glad I am not God.
Thank you, Lord, that you were willing to pay the price I could never pay.
Thank you, Father, that it did not end with the cross.
Happy Friday, Beloved.