alas, i talk big but know when the time comes
i’ll be incapable of putting that foot confidently
forward into His presence because i know where
that foot has been.
what these eyes have seen.
what these hands have done.
the wrath due is deserved.
and when gone paid by another,
what claim have i to stand?
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the sieve and the sand 
The angle on this is so convicting. It’s my observation of many, but most especially myself, of how easily we can say ‘Thewagesofsinisdeath BUT Jesus died for me and so it’s all good.’ More often than not it becomes a license for more sin or just simply a nonchalant attitude to that reality. Instead, sometimes I need to marinate in how much I suck for a few hours and really let that seep in; that I would recall the Saturday after the crucifixion and realize how empty, filthy, despicable, worthless, and vain-glorious my life is devoid of God. It’s after that disparaging conclusion that I discover immense gratitude that I hadn’t known existed. That’s what makes it tangible; what yields true humility, and that’s where I’m so thankful. Amazing isn’t it?