world, yes, but I am remembering his death for me. I am one of the sheep who has gone astray, and because my sins were laid on him, the spotless lamb, my life has been wonderfully transformed.
Yes, but special for another reason. On this Good
Friday I had a bath for the first time for over 25 years. I had showered, of
course, because I could get into but not out of a bath. Now in a Care Home they
have a special facility where we are put into a seat then hoisted over and
lowered into the lovely warm bubbly water. Oh, such a treat, yet rather
humiliating to be raised naked, waiting to be covered.
In the wonderful atmosphere of worship before we
shared the bread and wine the Lord gave me a beautiful picture. I was in that
chair, washed but naked, longing for any old rags to cover my nakedness when
down from heaven was lowered a garment made of the fleece of the Passover Lamb
, a garment of glory and beauty. I was raised like a queen, my shame dealt with.
How wonderful. Jesus hung naked on the cross. He took
my shame that I might be clothed with beauty.
It isn’t easy to give up my independent living, but I
am lapping up the love and care and in many ways am being prepared for heaven.
‘All hail atoning blood, All hail
redeeming grace
All hail the gift of Christ my God, my strength and righteousness.’
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