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  • Writer's pictureAmy Taylor

A Cost I Can't Reckon

“What does it cost?”

The tighter our budget the more I ask this question.

And even though yesterday was payday, budget day, grocery shopping day, haircut day (for both of us), vet visit day, and the day I’d pick up the estimate on our Jeep repairs, these weren’t the costs that came to mind when I saw the Five Minute Friday one-word prompt: COST.

Instead, I heard the question, “What did my sins cost Jesus?”

“Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.” (Luke 22:42, NIV) And being in anguish, he prayed more earnestly, and his sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground. (Luke 22:44)

My sins cost Jesus His life, yes, His blood… but these verses tell me it cost Him so much more. Taking my sins upon Him, along with the sins of the world, when He’s sinless… What did that do to Him? How did He suffer?

Yesterday’s costs include a dollar figure I can reckon. But I can’t reckon Jesus’ sacrifice for me. There’s no dollar figure I can attach to it.

If I ask Him to show me, to help me better understand the price He paid, I wonder… Could I bear the weight of the truth?

Probably not.

I just don’t want to forget, or take for granted, that there was a cost

paid on the cross

for me


for you.


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