This is the beautiful unfairness of
the Gospel, that on the cross Jesus:
Left his home, that I may come into
his home.
He lost his beauty in the sight of
man, that I may become beautiful in the sight of God.
He suffered on the cross, that I may
know him as my joy.
He was nailed down, that I may
experience freedom in him.
He was rejected by his Father, that I
may be accepted by his Father.
He lost his Father's presence in his
most painful hour, that I may have His presence in every hour.
He died a painful death, that I may
live an abundant life.
He took the punishment of everything
I did wrong, that I may receive the reward of everything he did right.
He who knew no sin would become sin,
so that when God looks upon me he sees no sin. Instead, the righteousness of Jesus.
What happened on the cross is bigger and deeper and more
amazing than we can ever fathom. How beautifully unfair that Jesus' undeserved
death was exchanged for undeserved life for me.
This unfair grace, this unfair exchange, this unfair gospel is
beautiful and it is ours, forever.
