Mar18

This morning I read the account of Jesus’ betrayal, arrest, trials and crucifixion from Matthew 26 and 27. When I was finished I thought of these words from the hymn “When I Survey the Wondrous Cross”:

When I survey the wondrous cross on which the Prince of glory died, my richest gain I count by loss, and pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, save in the death of Christ, my God; all the vain things that charm me most – I sacrifice them to His blood.

See, from His head, His hands, His feet, sorrow and love flow mingled down; did e’er such love and sorrow meet, or thorns compose so rich a crown?

Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were a present far too small: Love so amazing, so divine, demands my soul, m life, my all.

Sometime during this season of Lent, you really should take 20 minutes and read those two chapters from Matthew. It will be good for your soul.

Tim