Earn the right to love me,
As God does every day—sacrificing His body
And betraying His son;
Well you complain, and you say I’ve used you—
You haven’t known such a thing
Until you’re nailed to a cross crying,
“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”
All the while understanding perfectly
That you’re praying to a god who’d rather
Save the world
Than save you—and you’d die for that, gratefully?
That kind of grace,
And that kind of selfless love you may only begin
To discover,
Is unattainable for us!
But we’re called to love like Christ.
Now, my father
He never let me die, but my Father in Heaven
Says new life comes with
Pain,
And don’t I believe him?
He saw the good in what must have been
Hell,
For His son—oh, the anguish! I can’t imagine,
To adopt a new family at the loss
Of your old one.
For though he rose again, the son still fully perished, he did—
For if he did not
“Our faith is in vain”; and so blood is precious,
it comes from wounds
but it heals;
Now what were you saying about rights?
You earn one another,
For what costs nothing is really just…
…worth nothing.
—It’s why the greatest sacrifice of all is so
Amazingly beautiful!—
That God so loved the world that He
Gave us His son,
And the son knew God—knew Love Himself—enough to say,
“I come freely”
and offer salvation…
…only this time,
unearned by
us—
and that’s what we call a gift,
with too much riding on it not to
Accept it.