“I dreamed that I stood at that sanctified place
Where the Son of God suffered and died.
I, standing guilty, out of Adam’s lost race,
Watched the innocent One crucified.

I cried out, but not heard for the strong hammer ring.
So I forcefully pushed through the crowd.
‘Why this torment?! Stop this unjust suffering!’
But the mockers were boisterously loud.

I grabbed the arm of the soldier with the hammer in tow
To put a stop to those crude, wicked men.
But I saw that the hammer, with every blow,
Was forged from my very own sin.

I made one last attempt through my desperate cries
To pull the soldier away from that place.
But when I turned him around to look into his eyes,
I was looking at my very own face!” (Jim Hatcher).

My takeaway is that Jesus went through all of the cross because of my sin and the sin of everyone else in the world. Jesus saw me at my very worst, and in that moment volunteered to take my place in the punishment that I deserved for my sin, so that I might have the very best of God that rightfully belongs only to Jesus.