A couple of weeks ago, we were singing “How Deep the Father’s Love for Us” in church when God spoke to me about something. We came across the line, “His dying breath has brought me life, I know that it is finished.”
It is finished. God said two things to me about this short phrase. One, I don’t owe anything for my salvation. There’s no outstanding balance that I have to pay off for my salvation; Jesus paid the tab in full. He didn’t say he’d match funds with me; he paid the price for my sins completely. The reality of that is so hard to grasp, but each time the Holy Spirit opens my heart to receive a little more of that Truth, I’m knocked to my knees in utter amazement. How deep the Father’s love for us, indeed.
Two, I really need to stop judging other people in their sins. It’s finished, remember? Jesus paid their tab in full as well. No matter what their sin is, it’s taken care of. Period.
How Deep the Father’s Love
How deep the Father’s love for us,
How vast beyond all measure,
That He should give his only Son
And make a wretch His treasure.
How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns his face away,
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
Bring many sons to glory.
Behold the man upon the cross,
My sin upon His shoulder,
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers.
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished.
His dying breath has brought my life,
I know that it is finished.
I will not boast in anything,
No gifts, no power, no wisdom.
But I will boast in Jesus Christ,
His death and resurrection.
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer.
But this I know with all my heart,
His wounds have paid my ransom.
