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It wasn't for nothing

... that's not what Christianity is about.
The "repent, ye sinner" bit would be offensive to me too. Why would I want someone with a "holier than thou" attitude help me come to Christ? It's just not about that.

This verse really struck me today. Caught my attention so much that here I am writing to you (whoever you are) about this revelation I was just given.
Galations 2:21
"I do not set aside the grace of God, for if righteousness could be gained through the law, Christ died for nothing!"

... for nothing ... Let that sink in for a second. For those reading this who may not be 100% familiar with the story of Christ's death let me explain it quickly. He was beaten/whipped so hard that he was unrecognizable. He was then nailed to a cross which was stood upright and He died hanging from the flesh that was nailed to this cross. It was a gruesome death.

So this verse is saying that if there was a way we could be good enough; a way to earn enough brownie points with God; a way for the good we did to outweigh the bad; then Jesus went through hell for NOTHING.
There is no way to earn heaven. You simply receive it. You open up your heart, you cover yourself in this "umerited favor" (grace of God as defined by google.com) and you get to go to heaven one day. That's it. It's really that simple. There is no striving...no worrying...no doubt.
He didn't do it for nothing.... He did it for you.

" . . . for if righteousness could be gained through the law, Christ died for nothing!" (Gal. 2:21)

If this post touched/tugged at your heart in any way and you have questions or a desire to talk about this more, I would love to hear from you.

"grace of God": the free and unmerited favor or beneficence of God (google.com)

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