He didn’t even spare his own Son – He’s not going to let that sacrifice go to waste! What accusations? The answer is already on the table. What condemnation? The penalty has already been paid. Over and done. And now he’s at God’s side – has God’s ear. [Every mistake, every failing, every sin filtered through the prism of Jesus’ once-for-all sacrifice. Over before it’s done.] So what! So what? So this: Nothing. NOTHING! NO-THING can come between me-and-him! Hard stuff – really hard stuff? Nope. Tears – piteous wailing – agonizing desperation? Nope. Faith-haters – faith-hurters – stone-hurlers? Nope. Empty stomach? Empty closet? Not those, either. READ THIS: Because of You Death is daily, moment-by-moment Slow, torturous. We’re in line for the slaughterhouse. But – however – nonetheless – yet… WAIT! Hold presses! Fooled ya’! We win! We win! We win! We won! You won! Your love — death-to-self, us-before-you, climb-up-on-the-cross-and-die-for-me love… Your love won the fight, the battle, the war long before I even knew there was an argument. And so, I know this — with every ounce of knowing, every fiber of my being, beyond the doubts that hide in shadows: Ain’t nothin’ comin’ ‘tween me and your love! Death – life Angels – kings – congress – presidents Now – not yet Enemies of the state Unclimbable mountains – unfordable valleys Stuff that's made Nothing at all can come between me-and-your-love. [Guess I can handle this*, huh?] *whatever “this” is
(Based on Romans 8:31-39.)
