"And in our sin...yes...even THEN! He shed, His blood for me!"
He loved so deeply.
He forgave so profoundly
That even in the last hours of His life, He allowed Himself to be beaten and spat upon, only to carry His cross up a hill to die for the very men who put Him there.
To forgive right in the midst of deep, unjustifiable offense...that's Jesus.
I want to love like that. I want to be able to count it all as loss, to forgive seventy times seven times...
...because, right in the middle of my most vile, revolting, irreconcilable, heinous, sin-filled state...He died for me, then.
“But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” ~Romans 5:8