Ephesians 2

 

'As for you, you were dead...'

Bleak and harsh.

Unequivocal.

Unambiguous.

Final.

 

The death isn't even a good death - it's in transgressions and sins, in disobedience, in cravings of the flesh and desires.
Deserving of wrath.

Where is the way back from this?
What hope can I find?

Who can write a different story?

But.

God.

Rich in mercy
Great in love
Kind
Incomparably rich in love.

He makes us alive
Raises us up
Seats us in heavenly realms.

Making us His handiwork
Prepares good work for us to do.

So why do I feel so distant?
Why does this not excite me?