I was just pondering this verse (there's so much to ponder in Romans, isn't there)...
So often, we want to take at least some credit for our salvation. (Hey, I'm a good person, right?) But this verse makes it pretty clear. On our own, we were powerless and ungodly, completely unable to save ourselves. Thankfully, that's where Jesus comes in—though we had done nothing to deserve it, He died for us. He took the punishment for our sins and gave us the promise of eternal life in its place.
I like how the next verse goes on to say that very rarely will someone die for the righteous, although they might die for a good person. We can all probably think of a handful of people we'd gladly die for. But what about the people who hurt us, the people who spit in our face? That's what we do to Jesus every time we sin, and yet he died for us anyway. That's a kind of love that I can barely fathom—and it's ours in Him.
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