You Came To Us 1

The door into the Garden Tomb, one of the two possible locations of Jesus' resurrection

Every bit of Jesus' life was for us.  He gave up the glory of Heaven for us.  He came as a helpless babe to know the life of we know.  He was tempted in every way so that we would have a High Priest who knows are weakness.  He was sinless so He could be out spotless lamb.  He healed, He fed, He had compassion, He calmed storms...He did it all for us.  But nothing says more clearly how much He loves us than His resurrection.  He was willing to die for us but had he stayed dead, we would have nothing more than another great teacher.  He overcame death for us so that we do not have to die.

He came to us.  He came FOR us.  And we wait until He comes again...

You Came to Us

You came to us, a towel in your hands,

Ready to sink to your knees and wash our feet.

When the waters rose and the wind ravaged us,

You only cared about calming our fearful hearts.

When the world pressed in on every side,

You welcomed the children, the weak, the dying.

You came willing to deny yourself,

the will of your Father driving your life.

You came to us, with holes in your hands,

from the nails we drove through your hands and feet.

When the people rose against you, all of us,

You only cared about redeeming our hearts.

When the mob pressed in on every side,

You welcomed us even as you hung there dying.

You came willing to sacrifice yourself,

the souls of your Children worth your very life.