I had drawn inside the lines, neatly, creating what I though was a near perfect scene. Until a bucket of red paint fell and splattered all over it…and what a mess! I went to clean it up…but then looking more closely…realized that what it created was something more vivid, more intricate, more interesting, with more depth and character. And a story behind it that wasn’t mine to claim…it was only perfect with that red spilled out all over it. Jesus blood shed for me, splattered all over the tapestry of my life. Droplets of kindness, splatters of grace, streaks of faithfulness…the picture of love on full display❤️

“If love endured that ancient cross
How precious is my Savior’s blood
The beauty of heaven wrapped in my shame
The image of love upon death’s frame

If having my heart was worth the pain
What joy could You see beyond the grave
If love found my soul worth dying for

How wonderful, how glorious
My Savior’s scars victorious
My chains are gone, my debt is paid
From death to life and grace to grace

If heaven now owns that vacant tomb
How great is the hope that lives in You
The passion that tore through hell like a rose
The promise that rolled back death and its stone

If freedom is worth the life You raised
Oh where is my sin, where is my shame?
If love paid it all to have my heart

How wonderful, how glorious
My Savior’s scars victorious
My chains are gone, my debt is paid
From death to life and grace to grace

When I see that cross, I see freedom
When I see that grave, I’ll see Jesus
And from death to life, I will sing Your praise
In the wonder of Your grace”

Grace to Grace, Hillsong Worship