What’s it worth to you? I’ve been asked that a couple of times when trying to figure out if I wanted to buy someone’s old stuff at a garage sale or flea market.
This time around, I’m far more uncomfortable with the question. Have been trying to work up the courage to write… “What would I be willing to pay for the services of an attorney to secure for me the legal results of what we call Holy Week?”
Guess if I was serious, the thought would be blasphemous. But have been wondering, on the other hand, what it would mean if I’m not willing to think about how much I value what Christ did for me? Would I honor the death of Christ more by assuming that there is no relationship between what I’d be willing to pay for the benefits of the Cross…and the services rendered for me…if I could?
Have often thought about the fact that I wouldn’t accept all of the money in the world for the life of someone I love. But haven’t thought about how much I’d be willing to pay for the services of Christ to suffer as he did… for my rescue and eternal happiness. Haven’t thought about that because I know that all of the money in the world… offered even as a downpayment would be an evil insult to the One who took our lashes… and far more… for us.
So what are the billable services behind this week worth to me? Right now the only thing that comes to mind is… far more than I could ever imagine…and I’m not sure that I can point to anything in my life that would show that I really get it…
On the other hand, maybe, for now that’s the way it’s supposed to be… so that the best thought we could ever have isn’t about what we’d be willing to pay… but instead, about the value of what our God was willing to give…
…And He took bread, gave thanks and broke it, and gave it to them, saying, “This is My body which is given for you; do this in remembrance of Me.” Luke 22:19
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