With a loud cry, Jesus breathed his last. The curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom.
The sacrifice of Jesus gives us all direct access to Holy God. This awful, cruel death becomes a beautiful thing because it tore the curtain that served as a barrier between God's dwelling on earth and men. I hope I never take the privilege of access to God lightly. The more I spend time with Him in prayer and through His Word, the less worthy of Jesus' sacrifice I feel. The more I ponder just what Jesus went through to restore a broken relationship with me, the more motivated I am to try to live in a way that shows my gratitude for what He has done. Just like we sang again today. "Take my life and let it be all for You and for Your glory. Take my life and let it be Yours. Glory to God forever." I have been unable to get that song out of my head. It has become almost like a daily prayer for me. He breathed His last and gave me something I could not gain on my own. My hope is that until my last breath my life will be completely give to Him.
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