Like the olive treeAncient branches knotted, fused —Your will one with that of the Father.Branches twisted, pierced through.Soon Your sinews, muscles would strain, contorted,Flesh torn.Yet You chose to meet Your betrayerWent willingly, boundYou who spread out a universeTo declare Your glory.Now Your glory shoneFrom obedience to deathOn a cross of wood.Fulfilling all things,Righteous Branch,You burst…
Deadly Sacrifice on the Altar of Convenience
God delights in lavishing us with gifts. He loved us so much He gave His only Son for our sins. "How will He not also, with Him, freely give us all things?" the Apostle Paul asked (Romans 8:32). In the beginning, He made us a fresh, luxuriant garden, where we could work and walk, at…