Sacrifice

Tonight was really powerful at church.

We have been studying Matthew in depth for almost a year now and are nearing the end of Jesus's life.

We talked about the last supper tonight and the meaning behind passover.

Even though I've read these passages over and over, and heard sermons about them many times, it just hit home in such an impactful way tonight.

On the night of the original passover, when the Israelites were in bondage in Egypt, God told Moses to have the Israelites prepare a feast with a male lamb. They were to eat the whole lamb, saving the blood to smear on their doorposts, so that when God passed through the land to kill all the firstborn males of Egypt, His people would be spared. This was how God freed His people from the bondage of slavery in Egypt (see Exodus 12).

Then you have Jesus. God's only son (male lamb) whose blood was shed for us to free us from the bondage of our sin. Now those who believe in Him are spared from God's eternal judgment.


It's amazing to me how perfectly God's plans fit together. The first passover was not random. Even Abraham almost sacrificing Isaac was not random. Nothing is ever random. God has it all planned out...and it's always perfect.

I struggle a lot of times with doubting God's promises or His plans for me...especially when they seem extremely out of reach or unlikely. Yet, He never broke a promise in all of the Bible...so why do I doubt His abilities now? After all, He is the same yesterday, today, and forever (see Hebrews 13:8).

I am so thankful for the sacrifice Jesus made for me...and for you. I don't know where I would be without Him. To think of how many sacrifices I would have to make each day for all of my screw ups...it makes me sick to my stomach. I am so grateful Jesus was the final sacrifice...the perfect one...so that we don't have to worry about all those sacrifices any longer.

Thank You, God...from the bottom of my heart.