Where Would We Be?
The next day he [John] saw Jesus coming to him and said, “Behold, the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world! (John 1:29 – NASB)
For Christ also died for sins once for all, [the] just for [the] unjust, so that He might bring us to God… (1 Peter 3:18 – NASB)
Have you ever played the “what if” game?
The father in Fiddler on the Roof played that game when he sang the song, “If I were a rich man.” He imagined all the things he could do if he just happened to be rich. In his abject poverty he couldn’t help fantasizing what it would be like to be a wealthy man.
Games like that can be of some benefit; they can temporarily ease the pressure of difficult circumstances. The “what if” game can also help one face reality, like the one I engage in with regard to the death and resurrection of Christ.
I ask myself “What if Christ had not died? What if He had not risen from the dead? What if he had not paid for my sins? What if Christ’s blood did not wash away sins? What if God had not loved me enough to send His only begotten Son, so that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life?”
What then? Where would I be? What would be the consequences if all these things were not true? I can hardly bare to think of it, but doing so periodically stirs in me a gratitude that God does love me. He did send His Son to save me. He did shed His blood to wash away my sin. He did purchase my redemption and He will come for me some day. He has prepared a place for me and I will ever be with the Lord.
(© 22nd October 1992 – by Christopher Shennan)
For Christ also died for sins once for all, [the] just for [the] unjust, so that He might bring us to God… (1 Peter 3:18 – NASB)
Where would I be if the Lamb had not died;
Had He not been beaten and crucified?
Were Christ not stronger than the grave’s dread power,
How would I fare in that dark, final hour?
I fear my sins would have damned me to hell;
My thoughts have condemned me – that I know well.
Peace would have fled like the dew of the morn,
And I’d have been wishing I’d never been born.
Where would I be if God’s Love had not been
Wholly invested in Calvary’s scene?
Had He not carried my sins far away,
To whom could I turn on the Judgement Day?
The worm would not die; the fire would not quench,
Or Eternity hide the noise or stench
That would rise from my sins continually,
Or cries of despair that would issue from me.
But—
Not, “Where would I be?” but, “Where am I now?”
Is the theme of my song; source of my vow.
For the Lamb was slain, the Lamb did die,
And the mercy of God has drawn me nigh.
Now what will I do about those outside
Who’ve never been told of the Crucified?
I’ll spend and be spent till the end of time,
And many lost souls are eternally Thine!
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Ariete by Francisco de Zurbaran. This work is in the public domain.