Sometimes there are moments in life where your paradigm and thought changes so fast, it feels like a freight train just roared past at 200 mph, 6 inches away, and now your face is sideways, looking at the train and trying to understand it more, unable to understand all the things you thought pre-train, and knowing you will never be the same again.
I have just recently had one of those moments. I was thinking about how much Christ gave in order to show His love, and how much we give and sacrifice in order to show our love to Him. But then I thought- Wait! Is it really a sacrifice? It’s not easy, but, if we keep the mindset of the hugeness of the sacrifice, what’s the point? I can give myself; someone else can give their selves and a ton of money, Jesus dies and gave everything to be with us, does it really matter?
No, it doesn’t.
Now, don’t give up on me yet. Let me explain. On a certain plain, yes, of course all of those above things matter very much. Especially what Jesus did for all of humanity. It matters more than anything else ever has.
Those things happened in order to pay the price for something else. If what you are obtaining in return is worth the cost (or more than it), does the cost matter? It’s like selling everything you have to obtain your deepest dream and desire. Once you obtain that, would you bemoan the loss of all that you’d paid? Would it really matter?
I give Christ my all, my entire life and breath and all my steps and existence for eternity. In return I get ever-increasing, ever closer knowledge and access of His heart.
He gave everything for me, and in return, He obtains my willingness to love and desire Him in return.
While I cannot speak for Him, I know I’m getting back infinitely more than I am paying….
Which makes the cost not matter.
And I know, for me, I want to focus solely on Him and all He has for me, weather I perceive it as bad or good, because, if I focus on what I’m giving up, it’s much harder to give up and it’s much harder to receive what He has for me.
And that is a sideways-face-train-bypass moment that I never want to get over.