Your Value

Each day on E-bay.Com, people bid on items they value. Each item purchased is worth whatever someone is willing to pay—the greater the value, the greater the price. One of the things that will increase the value of an item is its rarity. If there are 100 of an item it has some value, if there are only 10 of that same item it has greater value, but if there is only 1 of that item in existence it has the greatest value of all.

Have you ever wondered what your true value is? If your life were up for auction what would you be worth? When Jesus went to the cross He paid the highest price that could ever be paid for your life. You are worth to God the death of His Son. Why such a high price? There are not 100 of you, there are not 10 of you, there is only 1 of you. If you are lost someone cannot be your replacement. That is why Jesus came to seek and to save you. He was not willing that you should perish. You are the lost sheep that needed to be found. 

There were ninety and nine that safely lay
In the shelter of the fold;
But one was out on the hills away,
Far off from the gates of gold.
Away on the mountains wild and bare;
Away from the tender Shepherd’s care.
“Lord, Thou hast here Thy ninety and nine;
Are they not enough for Thee?”
But the Shepherd made answer: “This of Mine
Has wandered away from Me.
And although the road be rough and steep,
I go to the desert to find My sheep.”
But none of the ransomed ever knew
How deep were the waters crossed;
Nor how dark was the night the Lord passed through
Ere He found His sheep that was lost.
Out in the desert He heard its cry;
’Twas sick and helpless and ready to die.
“Lord, whence are those blood-drops all the way,
That mark out the mountain’s track?”
“They were shed for one who had gone astray
Ere the Shepherd could bring him back.”
“Lord, whence are Thy hands so rent and torn?”
“They’re pierced tonight by many a thorn.”
And all through the mountains, thunder-riv’n,
And up from the rocky steep,
There arose a glad cry to the gate of heav’n,
“Rejoice! I have found My sheep!”
And the angels echoed around the throne,
“Rejoice, for the Lord brings back His own!”
-Elizabeth C. Clephane, 1868

 

Comments

[Bonnie]

Absolutely beautiful and encouraging to read. Thank you.