I know that this is probably not theologically correct and it’s definitely not in the Bible. It is just an imaginary scenario of mine. The other day while I was doing dishes (which is usually when I do my deep thinking and hard crying) I was thinking about the trinity: The Father, The Son and The Holy Spirit. I wondered how they decided that Jesus was going to be the one to come to earth and die. I imagined them before the world was even created, having a discussion about how they should rescue the world. They knew that man would betray their trust and sin would corrupt everything and a rescue plan had to be formulated. I can see them trying to decide who should be the one to lower Himself down into the dismal skin of a human. Who would be the one to suffer for all humanity and die a shameful, painful death?

“Well, it only makes sense for me to take the shape of a man because I will live inside men anyway,” says the Holy Spirit. “After I die on the cross and rise from the dead I will just transfer from my human body to the hearts of the men who love God.”

And the Father says, “Well, it makes sense for me to go and die because I am the Father, and isn’t that the Father’s duty? To die for His children? To give His life so that His children might live?”

But Jesus counters, “That is exactly why you shouldn’t be the one. It is what makes sense. Of course a father would die for his children. It is only natural. But what father would sacrifice his own son? To sacrifice your own child to save someone else is the most ludicrous act of love anyone can imagine.”

And so they agreed that the biggest sacrifice and the best way to prove their love for us would be for the Father to lose His only Son.

That was all made up, just to make that clear. The rest is not made up. I honestly think if God the Father had died on that cross instead of Jesus I would be thinking this very moment, “He has no idea how it feels. Of course I would give my life for my child. But He cannot relate to the deep, wrenching pain of living while your child is dead.” Instead, God made the most difficult, impossible sacrifice for us, giving up His baby boy.

When my heart aches with the slow burn of my loss and I feel God tugging me towards Him I can let my guard down because HE KNOWS HOW IT FEELS. I can let Him comfort me. The pain of watching your child’s heart stop beating; He knows exactly how that feels. He is not some cold, aloof God dismissing my agony with a wave of His hand. He is a parent who has lost His child and knows the grief. The unbelievable thing about it is that He willingly let His Son die for me, for Lucy, for you, for your baby, for all of us. That is how deep His love is for us. That makes me feel special and loved and worthy.

Isaiah 53:4,5 Surely He has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows; yet we esteemed Him stricken, smitten by God and afflicted. But He was pierced for our transgressions; He was crushed for our iniquities; upon Him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with His wounds we are healed.

Once again, I am so deeply grateful for this ultimate sacrifice that allows my daughter to dance with her Savior at this very moment. What a beautiful gift we have been given. If you have not accepted this amazing gift of life, it is being offered right now. It is the most expensive gift ever bought, and the price has been paid and it is being held out to you now. Don’t turn down your opportunity to live in paradise forever with the God who gave His Son’s life for yours.

John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that He gave His only Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life.

John 11:25-26  Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die; and whoever lives by believing in me will never die. Do you believe this?”