My Good Friday Post

"How Deep The Father's Love For Us" 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 mocking voice, Call out among the scoffers It was my sin that held 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

Heavenly Father, we thank you so much for your wonderful and unending love. Words cannot even describe how unworthy we are. We are so undeserving, yet you love us anyway. You love us so much that you sent your only son. Not just to minister to us, but to literally pour out his blood and take his last breath for the sake of our lives. In his darkest hour you turned your face from him so that in our darkest hour you could turn your face towards us. You sent a saviour, a perfect son, to take on flesh and walk the life of a man. To teach us about you and your kingdom, to teach us your ways, and to bring us closer to you. He came, he taught us, he loved us, he comforted us, he opened his arms to us, he accepted us and yet died because of us. No words can fathom how great of a love that is. As we reflect on this Good Friday, we ask that you open our ears to hear you, open our eyes to see you and open our hearts to accept your love. No matter how undeserving we may feel. We thank you for your love, your comfort and your sacrifice. In your great and holy name. Amen