The price to pay for our sin.
We avoid it. It scares us. It means loss and pain.
Some seek it. Some challenge it. It means peace.
I have often heard, “death is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.”
Once, though, death became a permanent solution to a permanent problem when the most perfect one died for all imperfection.
“Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends.”
Out of the greatest love ever known, the Creator faced death, taking the place of every human created.
The price we owed.
The price that was paid by the one who did not owe anything.