While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. – Romans 5:8
I heard the simplest story of a college athlete who had been changed. Though he wasn’t well known nationally, he was well known at his own school. He had been known to get pretty wild at the big parties. He went to church one Sunday and was gloriously saved. Very soon after that, he would stand outside where students would walk and hand out Bible tracts. His friends didn’t care for this new and strange behavior. They confronted him and asked Him, “Why are you doing all of this?” His response was simple:
“Christ died for me.”
I despise what it takes sometimes for me to get fired up about God. I have driven to other states to see great speakers and hear some of the greatest sermons. I have traveled to different churches hoping that I would hear something new and it would set me on fire. I’ve gone to churches with mega-dollar sound systems and let some of the best new praise and worship wash over me. I’ve prayed and asked God to move mightily in my heart, soul, and mind expecting He would make some great move to draw me to Himself.
Why in the world have I needed all of that?
I need no other argument
I need no other plea
It is enough that Jesus died,
And that He died for me
Lord, bring me back to the beginning of it all. Back to when I was just excited to be saved. Back to when just You, me, and the Word was enough. Help me be excited about the greatest gift this planet has ever been given and ever will be given. You died for me. I want to give my life in return. Help me do it, Lord. It will not be by my might nor my power, but by Thy Spirit. Amen.