On Sunday I told my parents about some trouble I was having; on Monday they express-mailed something to me that they thought I might need. I was so touched that they would spend so much money to send it to me, when I know money is tight.
And yet, God made a much, much bigger sacrifice for me--for each and every one of us. He sacrificed His son for us. Why don't I appreciate that sacrifice as much as I did my parents'?
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