He himself bore our sins
in his body on the tree.
—1 Peter 2:24
As the two outgunned soldiers ran for cover, an exploding grenade caught one in mid-stride, mangling his right leg. His cohort jumped on top of him, shielding him from gunfire with his body. It cost him his life.
In his eulogy for his comrade, the surviving GI said, “He took a bullet for me.”
In an act of unfathomable love, Jesus enlisted in our war, ran by our side, and covered us with his own body when we were wounded.
“There is no greater love than this—that a man should lay down his life for his friends” (Jn 15:13).
He died.
We live.
His estimate of your value is measured
by the price he paid for you.