Rescue
I was thinking that this is a bit like Jesus who digs in to rescue us when we are buried under tonnes of sin, reaches down to lift us up out of the miry clay. But then God reminded me that Jesus didnt risk His life to save me. He laid it down. There's a big difference.
I would risk my life to save a friend if they were in danger. If one of them fell through the ice or was in a house fire or was in the path of a runaway train Id probably do something reckless to try to rescue them. But if they were being held at gunpoint and were about to be shot, would I trade myself for them? Im not quite so sure of my response to that. I know I would be terrified. I dont know what I would do. If it was one of my children being held hostage then Id like to think that I would do that trade. I hope I would. But making a calculated decision to die in someones place is very different from acting impulsively to try to save someone whilst gambling on the fact that you will be OK yourself.
Strong swimmer Jesus didnt dive in to save me, His friend, when I was drowning. He sacrificed Himself for me when I was a complete stranger to Him.
I know we know this already. But it is good to be reminded in the run up to Easter when we celebrate all that His amazing decision and gob-smacking love has done for us.


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