He Was My Substitute

First of all, our meeting place is the cross. There I come to the reality that I was the one that deserved death. I was the sinner. I rebelled against God. The guilt was mine, the penalty belonged to me.

But as I look up, I see someone else dying for me. He who knew no sin took my place and my penalty. He became my substitute. He took my shame, He assumed my agony, my nail pierced His hands and feet, my thorny crown was placed upon his head, my spear was thrust into His side, and my death became His death.

“For he hath made him to be sin for us, who knew no sin ; that we might be made the righteousness of God in him.” 2 Corinthians 5:21 KJV

Pastor Winston