There is a song we sang today in church, and I think this line really applies in light of Palm Sunday. It goes, "All things in me call for my rejection. All things in You plead my acceptance." Wow. All things in me, every fiber and essence of me, calls for rejection. This is true. Yet, yet, all things in my Saviour God plead my acceptance.
Today, I've been struck by the fact that on this day 2,000 years ago (symbolically, at least) people lined the streets to greet Jesus, shouting "Hosanna!" and yet not even a week later demanded His death. We have such fickle hearts, and I see that in myself so clearly today!
We talked in church about how Jesus is more willing to die for me than I'm willing to be protected and saved by Him. I want His help instead of His salvation. I want to do it alone as much as I can and run to Him only when I need it. Which is all the time! I pray that I will stop trying, realize and accept joyfully my dependence on Him, and hide under His wings.
"All things in me call for my rejection.
All things in You plead my acceptance.
I am guilty but pardoned. By grace I've been set free. I am ransomed through the blood You shed for me. I was dead in my transgressions but life You brought to me. I am reconciled through mercy. To the cross I cling! To the cross I cling!"
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