When I survey the wondrous cross …

I find that …
…I suck and God doesn’t.

I truly have no business being in a relationship with God. He doesn’t need me. I offer him nothing that he can’t get from someone or something else. There is not a single talent I possess that tilts his love towards me. There is nothing I have acquired that would benefit him. If I were in a sports line-up, he would have no need to pick me for his team. I couldn’t twist God’s arm to do anything. I couldn’t blackmail him with any evidence of sin on his part. I couldn’t bribe him with money to be my friend. Even if I lived to a ripe old age, there is no wisdom or life experience I could impart to him that he would help him to grow.

In fact, in much honesty, I am a weight for him. I am more like one of those guys who calls at midnight an rambles on about some major issue that seems to trouble my mind, but in reality is a bunch of nothing that is simply consuming my mind. I am actually probably more like the guy that finds you out, schmoozes you, borrows money or things from you and then leaves immediately not to come back until he repeats the same cycle of seek, schmooze, borrow and flee.

What is in me that attracts God to me. The straight up answer is … nothing.

So, why do I have this relationship with Him (as one-sided as it seems to be)? The concept of “total depravity” seems to be an understatement in light of what the Bible says
“There is no one righteous, not even one; there is no one who understands, no one who seeks God. All have turned away, they have together become worthless; there is no one who does good, not even one."
"Their throats are open graves; their tongues practice deceit."
"The poison of vipers is on their lips."
"Their mouths are full of cursing and bitterness."
"Their feet are swift to shed blood; ruin and misery mark their ways, and the way of peace they do not know."
"There is no fear of God before their eyes."
In fact, we also were “enemies of God.”

I don’t get it. I just don’t understand why God loves me. I know he has over-the-top in incredible, loving, momentous ways shown and demonstrated his love for me, but I don’t get why he does it.

What is someone to do with this kind of bold love staring at them?

Embrace it. Believe it. Accept it. Reciprocate it.