The decision wasn’t as hard to make as some decisions are, it was decided by love. Love that willingly made the sacrifice that was necessary. A sacrifice that required a total transformation, to leave behind what He cherished to become a babe; helpless in a world of turmoil and hate. The baby born on a silent starry night in Bethlehem was the beginning of the plan to save erring man.

His parents were His instructors in life as He grew in statue and grace, love, compassion, and obedience to the leading of the Holy Spirit. His mission could not be deterred, though His enemies tried; His focus was clear the fate of mankind primary on His heart and mind. To show the love of God was the plan as He healed the sick and raised the dead.

Not all were accepting of the words He spoke, not willing to give up the riches of the world. They turned their backs to truth, spit in the face of love, and cried crucify. The babe now a man was ready to finish the plan to save erring man. As a lamb to the slaughter, thorns placed on His head, carrying His cross He walked to His death. They were not satisfied to just take His life, so they cover His body with stripes.

Excruciating pain accompanied each step, yet; the plan must be completed, the souls of men the prize. From His birth to the cross His death the cost to save mankind. The cost was paid to give all men the opportunity to be free from sin. This gift is one we must accept, we have the choice to refuse; those who accept loves priceless gift will find by His stripes they are healed, no more slaves to a world of sin.

Released from bondage, hearts filled with praise, joy and thanksgiving for Gods loving heart; not willing that any should be lost. Death was defeated when He rose from the grave redeeming the world He came to save. The Father was delighted that the world would see the love He holds for you and me, His ONLY son he willing gave that we could all be family again.

My revelation as I sit by the pool of grace.