Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails

For one will scarcely die for a righteous person—though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die— but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. (Romans 5:7-8)

I would take the blame for it. - that was my first thought when the incident happened. But when I saw the damage and thought of the (very) possible punishment, I hesitated. I was afraid. Why should I take the blame for it? It really wasn’t my fault… But I knew it was the right thing to do, it was the only way to protect you. Honestly, taking the blame was the hardest part.

On the way to the cafe, these verses kept repeating themselves in my head (and they did the entire day). I thought of Jesus - how He took my blame. Well. That’s what Jesus would do, so time to feel better about it, Christine. But it was so me-centric. There was a nagging feeling that there was more to it.

I think I’m only beginning to get it now: How great is God’s love that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.

God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God. (2 Corinthians 5:21)

Jesus, who was perfectly sinless, took the blame for me while I was still a sinner. He took the blame for me while I was still His enemy. He took the blame while I hated Him. It was so difficult for me to take the blame for someone I love (and loves me back), yet Jesus willingly died for me.

I cannot help but be amazed at God’s love. Truly, how imperfect is our human concept of love, that even in love we are selfish - that even for someone I love deeply, I found that I cared more for myself. Yet His love is selfless, a giving kind of love, that though it cost Him much He still loved. It’s really something that I cannot fully comprehend.

Yet, there is one thing that I understand: we did not deserve that love. We rebelled against God; we hated Him though He created us.

As Good Friday approaches, let us remember that we were never a “good person” and we never did deserve to be saved, but God still gave us salvation through Jesus. We were headed to hell for our rebellion, but because of Jesus’ crucifixion and resurrection we have a way to heaven. For that undeserved grace, I am thankful. Are you?