It's Elementary


Living He loved me, dying He saved me
And buried He carried my sins far away
Rising He justified freely forever. 

These words are easy enough to understand, but for me, they are nearly impossible to comprehend and wrap my teeny, tiny brain around.

To say that someone lived makes complete sense. If you're reading this, then you are a breathing, living human being. Even someone loving us is understandable. Sometimes I don't know how Andrew loves me, but I know and trust that he does.

Okay, so to recap: someone living and loving us is understandable. Those two things, easily grasped. Now on to the next part...Dying, He saved me. 

Whoa. It does not matter how many times I've heard, read or sang those words, they always stop me in my tracks. How could the Son of God choose not only to love me despite my shortcomings, but to die for me so that I could have an everlasting relationship with the Lord. His Father. We all know the story; He died on a cross, He was buried and 3 days later, He rose again. I'm sure you're on the other side of this screen nodding your head and wondering if I have a point.

If I have a point {and I'm not sure I do}, it's this; this should be one of the easiest aspects of our lives to accept, trust and live by. But for me, it's not always as easy as it should be. I do believe it. There is no other explanation for my still being here on this earth except by God's love and grace alone. But every day at some point, I wonder if He does love me because I'm just honestly not sure how He could after all I've done or thought of doing. I forget that on top of dying for me, He bore all my sins. He took the nails for me. And if nothing else, that is why I should live my life that is worthy to be called His.

I am honestly laughing a little bit at myself and how very elementary this sounds! Trust that I do realize that, but I also think know that there is someone out there that needs to be reminded of this simple, all consuming, never failing love. Because it's there and it's real. It's a love that can't be fallen out of or outgrown. It's a love that I am so unworthy of, but it's poured out onto me without a second thought. This kind of love is worth having and living for.

And really, how could you not love someone that took the nails for you...

Death could not hold Him
The grave could not keep Him from rising again

5 i love your comments!:

Megan said...

I love this post. Thanks for sharing your beautiful heart and your love for the Lord!

Raven said...

OK I thought this was an awesome post. It kind of sums up what church was about today, which was just so awesome. Thanks for sharing this, a lot of people need to hear more about it :)

Jennifer said...

Great post :) Every day I'm learning more and more that the only good in me is Jesus. So grateful He saved us.

Suget said...

I am so happy I found your blog.
I read this and felt very emotional. I grew up a WELS, and for the past years I haven't attended church services. I even stopped praying before I eat or when I go to bed. It's disappointing I know.
Well I am not religious, and just writing that made me ashamed of myself. I believe in God and Jesus, and I am so thankful for his sacrifice and I am finally opening my eyes to this. Last night while in bed, I was scared as I was nodding to sleep, thinking what if this was my last night alive. What would I do? And I kissed each of my sons and held them... and I prayed... I actually prayed and thanked the Lord for blessing me with 4 amazing sons and a wonderful life. It came over me that I need to do this more. Because once I prayed I felt more at peace and wonderful. So thank you for posting this.

yen said...

I am blessed by your posts because your love for Jesus and the joy in you obviously comes out in your writing. :)

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