LEST WE SQUANDER HIS BLOOD

Unthinkable.
It is the most priceless gift God could give man-the blood of His begotten Son.
Waste it?
Squander it?
How could we even think about such a slap on the face of God?

No higher price has ever been paid for a gift. No gift has ever been so perfect and powerful.
No gift has ever been so rejected and mocked.

Had we been there we would have pleaded with the lashman, "Lay down the whip."
"Throw the thorn-crown into the fire," we would have urged.
We'd have wept and shouted to the crucifiers, "Forget the nails."
"Put down the spear," we would sob.

But, no amount of pleading would have stopped the crimson flow from Redemption's arteries-it was God's plan. Our minds would have reeled at the enormity of the price the Nazarene paid.
We know why He did it.
We acknowledge its worth.
We know there is healing and forgiveness and deliverance in that shed blood.
We sing about it, write lofty poems and soaring prose telling about its power and its reach.

However, what do we do about His Blood in out daily lives?
No, it would never be our intention to belittle and mock His gift. We would never want to demean it or waste it.
How could we ever squander it?
But, we do.
Like just today.
Did we let old guilts that were covered by His Blood long ago claw at our minds?
Did defeat and depression, fear and anger and greed and habit control our actions?
What about the loved ones we didn't talk to about how much His Blood could do for them?
What about the lost ones He told us to go to and we held back?

Consider this. We who name the Name of Christ are the only ones who can stop Golgotha's saving flow from reaching the hurting, needing world.
The devil cannot.
Hostile laws cannot.
No barrier can stop it-except the silence and unwillingness of the Body of Christ.

Bleeding Savior, forgive us for demeaning your priceless gift to all of mankind. Help us, Crucified One, lest we squander your atoning blood.