The Value of a Life

Most of us would say that our life is quite valuable. It means a great deal to us. We may be able to pinpoint the value of the work a person can do; but, we can not put a price on the life of a human being with any degree of accuracy. But, we try constantly, don’t we?

We place value based on how we feel about a person or how important they are to us. The value of a good mother many would say is priceless. And they would be right.

What about the life of Jesus,though. We say He means the world to us. But, do our actions reflect our words?

When Jesus was betrayed by Judas Iscariot, the value of His life was thirty pieces of silver. The only Son of God was worth no more than that to the world He came to save.

As we begin the celebration of Good Friday and end with the remembrance of the empty tomb on Easter Sunday, I hope we don’t forget our life was worth the life of Jesus. Let that sink in for a moment. He died for us. That is the reason He was born, to die, so we can live again. I pray we live a thankful life worthy of His sacrifice.

“But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement for our peace was upon Him, and by His stripes we are healed.” Isaiah 53:5 NKJV