Value Beyond All Thought
Thy blood is the blood of incarnate God,
its worth infinite, its value beyond all thought.
The words from this Puritan prayer speak thoughts so often forgotten in our busy, day-to-day lives. How much thought and worth do you and I give to what was most infinitely precious: the blood of incarnate God was spilled for you and me.
C. S. Lewis echoes a similar idea in the end of The Silver Chair. In that story, Jill and Eustace stand beside Aslan, grieving over the dead King Caspian. And the Highest of all High Kings of Narnia grieves with them.
Then Aslan stopped, and the children looked into the stream. And there, on the golden gravel of the bed of the stream, lay King Caspian, dead, with the water flowing over him like liquid glass. His long white beard swayed in it like water-weed. And all three stood and wept. Even the Lion wept: great Lion-tears, each tear more precious than the Earth would be if it was a single solid diamond.
That’s why we need Narnia and the Puritans… because we so often forget the worth of the blood and sweat and tears of God, given on our behalf. Because we need the words like infinite and phrases like single solid diamond to help us grasp the worth of it, to prompt us to praise. Most of all, we need the Holy Spirit to allow us to value the blood of the Lord, to teach us to remember. Let us then ask Him to let us wonder at the worthy ransom given for us.
” … [Y]ou were ransomed … not with perishable things such as silver or gold, but with the precious blood of Christ, like that of a lamb without blemish or spot” (1 Peter 1:18-19).
