Today is the day that we remember the death of Jesus. His sacrifice, giving himself up for us.
He who was in glory before the world and the heavens were created, who created the earth, and holds it in the palm of his hand.
He who created massive stars and galaxies, thousands of light-years across.
He who created the tiniest sub-atomic particles – neutrinos and quarks, and gave each its own properties.
Yet, he also created us. He knows each one of us by name – and much more than by name. He knows how many hairs are on our heads.
Yet, when we sinned, he was willing to give up himself. He loved us so much, that he was willing to die in our place, so that we would not have to suffer away from God.
He, who made us, and many infinite and infinitesimal things, was willing to die, for his creations.
He did not have to die; he had made us, and we were rightfully his, to do with as he wanted. But we rebelled, and turned against him.
Yet, he was still merciful. He extended grace. He showed us love, and was willing to die a hard, cruel, death, whipped by Roman legionaries and nailed to a cross.
When he died, the curtain dividing the Holy Place and the Holy of Holies in the temple was split from top to bottom, showing that now, for the first time, men could come directly into contact with God, without the intervention of a human priest. Jesus himself became the priest that stands before the throne of God and intervenes for us.
All this he did because of his love. Because he loved us so much.
He offers forgiveness, redemption, and love. Will you accept?