Jis Joseph
How much is enough?
Can you measure the length of each scar on his back?
Can you trace the depth of each gash and follow each track?
Can you extract and analyze sweat, like drops of blood?
Can you remove water and blood and then weigh the good?
Can you collect the tears and hold them in a vial?
Can you assess the shame and disgrace of trumped up trial?
How much is enough?
One more mocking bow, one more man to spit in his face,
One more taunting gesture, one more mark of disgrace.
One more lash, one more gash, one more blow to the head,
As he endured the cross, despising the shame as he bled.
To smash once more, one blow short of certain death.
He cried, “It is finished” then yielded his last breath.
How much is enough?
Who can assess the worth of his blood and establish a price
For the precious Lamb of God, unblemished, sinless sacrifice?
God’s bounty of mercy is sufficient. His deep love will suffice.
Despite the deficit, God balances each account to set it right.
Where sin once had free reign, now grace has abounded instead.
The Lord himself provided the Lamb, whom He raised from the dead.
In His gracious goodness Jehovah-Jireh reminds us
That He is more than enough, yes, so much more than enough.
