But I couldn't have come up with a better Gospel any day.

...one where I'm completely free because all my guilt has been transferred (then fully punished)

...one where my life counts, in the highest and most perfect way

...one where my failings are rightly not overlooked but neither do they make me less loved or less lovable--and that glorious place, that glorious inheritance, is still secure

...one where my life is best used given up--even today and again tomorrow

...one where the index of my value and utility is entirely immutable and absolutely none of my responsibility 

...one where the most exquisite, unparalleled joy is found in forgetting self

...one where the wait to see my Savior is a beautiful ache that I'll only ever know only once

...one that gives everything to a someone with nothing.