Last night I had an awful dream. I dreamt that all of my babies died, right in front of me. I woke up and my heart literally hurt, I could barely catch my breath. I almost instantly thought of the sorrow God must have felt as His Son was upon the cross, absorbing the wrath of God for sin. I was reminded of what a great sacrifice it was, and how vile and horrible sin is. I'm thankful that in Jesus' death, burial, and resurrection, he has ransomed for Himself all who would repent and trust in His work on the cross. Thank you Father for this reminder, I need it often.
For our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God. 2 Corinthians 5:21
