For me!

For me!

(Octavius Winslow)

“The Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me!” Galatians 2:20 

Is Jesus precious to my heart?

Is He the object of my supreme admiration and delight?

Does He have my warmest affection?

Do I love Jesus above all?

I must light the torch of my affection for Christ–at the altar of Calvary. I must go there, and learn and believe what the love of Jesus is to me–the vastness of that love–the self–sacrifice of that love–how that love of Jesus . . .
  labored for me, 
  and wept for me, 
  and bled for me, 
  and suffered for me, 
  and died for me! 

Can I stand before this love–this love . . .
  so precious, 
  so great, 
  so enduring, 
  so self-consuming, 
  so changeless–and know that . . .
    His sin-atoning sacrifice was for me,
    His cross was for me,
    His agony was for me,
    His scorn and insult was for me,
    His death was for me–
and feel no sensibility, no emotion, no love to Jesus? Impossible! 

Do not be cast down, then, in vain regrets that your love to Christ is so frigid, so fickle, so dubious. Go and muse upon the reality and the greatness of the Savior’s love to you–and if love can inspire love–while you muse, the fire will burn, and your soul shall be all in flame with love to Jesus!