in memoriam
February 24, 2009
This weekend at church, Brandon and I got to be regular ole’ church goers. It was fantastic. We did not have to think once about time limits or vocal lines, all the things that can so easily fill your head when you lead worship. We were just worshippers. Rick spoke about the blood of Jesus. He talked about how the priests who went into to the holy of holies unclean often dropped dead and were pulled out by their ankles.
I thought of how unapproachable God’s holiness is by our fallen selves. It’s like I could see, as another priest dropped dead, God saying “I can’t stand this separation. I can’t stand that my people can’t come near to Me because of their sins. I made them so I could be with them. And even the men I have chosen to make the acceptable sacrifices cannot get it right. So I will give myself. I will allow them to kill my Son. It is the only sacrifice that will open the door to all my people once again.”
What a gift.
2 Cor. 5:21He made Him who knew no sin to be sin on our behalf, so that we might become the righteousness of God in Him.
