What a dreadful headache I had with the Covid, over two
nights. I mentioned it to Mom on the phone.
‘Oh,’ she said sadly. ‘I wish I could help you with that. I
wish I could take it for you.’
I laughed. Once a mother, always a mother. At nearly 98, she
is still wanting to take the hard things of life off of her child and onto
herself.
That is love.
Jesus looked at humanity bowed down by sin and shame.
‘Oh,’ he thought. ‘I can help you with that. I can take it
for you.’
And so he left his Kingdom with all its perfection, beauty
and love, was born a baby into this world with all its traumas and tragedies. After
showing us the way to live a perfect life, he took our sin and shame on his
shoulders and allowed himself to be pinned to the cross.
‘It is finished,’ he said. He has taken it for us. He has
taken it, overcoming it through his resurrected life, winning for us the battle
with evil. It is finished.
And he sent his Spirit to live in us to enable us to live in
the power of his victory. No more headaches. No more sin and shame. Jesus saves
us from it all.
That is Love.
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