He withheld nothing to shepherd us, whom He dearly loved. Crossing over into the thicket of our own making, He did not relent in His pursuit. Unraveling the intricate entanglement of our sins, gently, one at a time, He sets us free. He removes our identity from the grip of death and places it in Him alone. Under the shelter of His grace, He grants us undeniable rest. In His perfect peace, our hearts can be at ease. The price has been paid, the sacrifice made, as He took up our consequences upon Himself. He overcame them all, breaking free from death's grasp, eternally rescuing our very souls, and trading our place of suffering for His place of righteousness. The thorns that ensnared us, He removed, even though they pierced His brow. His compassion for us never wavered. Steadfast and true, His heart was set on us. The love that drove Him was the deepest kind of love, the passion, the most profound kind of passion. Because of Him, we can find rest in His shelter, in the comfort of the Almighty One of Heaven—our King and our Good Shepherd.
"The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he refreshes my soul." - Psalm 23:1-3