Your word says that while "we were yet sinners" - smack in the middle of intentionally choosing to do what we know to be wrong and enjoying every minute of it. That is when you chose to die. That is when you chose to take that beating. That is when you allowed them to scourge you and rip your flesh right off of your back. That is what was on your mind when you prayed in the garden, "...not My will by Thine be done.". That is why you hung on the cross. That is why you let them put a crown made up of a vine that had long, sharp thorns that dug into your head and caused you to bleed from your head all the way down. That is the time when you allowed them to drive those rusty old nails through your hands and through your feet. That is when you chose to be silent as they accused you. That is when you let them spit in your face. That is when you found the strength to carry that heavy cross, when you knew the excruciating pain that would be required to hang on it. That is when you refused to call the legions of angels to rescue you.
And THAT is when you said, "Father, forgive them........they don't know...."
Your love, Jesus.........I really don't get it.
But, thank-you.
