The cross continually blows my mind with the depth of love needed for Jesus (God himself) to be willing to take our place in the penalty for our sins. I understand that a judicial system must carry out its given sentence. I have no presumptions that I am inherently a good person, I know I willingly break God's laws and code all too often. But the fact that even though I continually spit in God's face with my actions, he is still willing to pay for all the junk I do wrong just leaves me stumped. How can he love me so much!? Paradoxically I feel so unworthy of that love, yet because I have received that love, I feel of unmeasurable worth.
They're the thoughts this comic conjured up back in 2008, and still do... I am no less amazed, or grateful now than I was then!
John 4:10 "This is love, not that we love God but that he loved us and sent his Son as the atoning sacrifice for our sins."