An Easter post...

I killed Jesus.

My sin put Him on the cross. He died for my sin just as much as anybody else's in the world. I'm no better than anybody else, and the guilt for my sins was laid upon me. And then it was lifted off of me by a Savior whose ability to take away our sins is so large that He could take away the whole world's. The love of our God is all-encompassing. Why should we pain Him anymore with sins we know are wrong? He hurts for us when we sin. We need to ask Him for His help to take away the temptation and the wrongs we commit. And then we can run to Him, and be enveloped in His strong arms.

I killed Jesus.