Have you ever stopped to think about what held the Savior to the tree. He who with his Father created the universe and all that is in it, wasn't held there by the nails in his hands and feet. Also he could have called 10,000 angels who were waiting to rescue him. It had to be love. Total, unfathomable love for us. You and I, whose righteousness is as filthy rags (Isaiah 64:6), should have been crucified. We should have suffered and died, as Gorden Jensen so beautifully puts it in one song he wrote and sings. Oh the width, and length and depth and height of God's (Elohim in the Hebrew) love for us (Ephesians 3:17-20).
IT WASN'T THE NAILS
It
wasn't the nails,
That
held you to the tree,
The
angels we ready,
Wanted
to rescue you,
You
didn't have to die,
As
a sinless sacrifice,
For
our sin,
You
didn't have to come,
Live
among sinners,
Heal
the sick,
Set
people free,
Teach
the truth,
Proclaim
the kingdom,
Endure
ridicule,
Temptation,
So
why did you come?
If
it wasn't the nails?
What
held you there?
Why
did you suffer?
Willingly
endure torture?
Separation
from the Father?
Carry
our sin's weight?
To
our human minds,
It's
beyond understanding,
It
could only be love,
Your
total love for us.
