Many years have now passed since I first met this man who died for me. His name is Jesus. I heard His story of love and gave my life to Him. How could I resist Him? His love still moves and amazes me! I stand before the cross of my Saviour in awe and wonder! Amazing is His love for me. How can it be? That the king of the Universe should die for me? How can it be that God gave His one and Only Son to die that terrible death in my place so that I could have life, eternal life?

“Surely he took up our pain and bore our suffering, yet we considered him punished by God, stricken by him, and afflicted.But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed. We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to our own way; and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all.” Isaiah 53:4-6

Thank you Lord for Jesus, for the cross and for your amazing love for me! My deepest desire is to love you and serve you everyday! To you all honour and glory.