Price

There is a man I know who paid the price for your very soul. Willingly giving up his life to make you pure and whole. To fill your life with love was and is his very goal.You are his treasure whom he deems priceless you know .His blood he spilled yet to temptation to give up he did not yield. The blood he spilled and rejection he felt,for you and for me at the cross he knelt. No man other than this man was worth of such a price. Yet he chose to bow down and give up his life.Just think for a moment for someone who hated you, could you or would you do what Jesus did or would do? I know I couldnt I am not strong enough to pay yet for all the ultimate price. Angela Poppert