We all sin, we all fall short, we all need grace grace boundless and unending, grace to redeem to bring us back to our creator, to our God from whom we are estranged, by the nature of man the way we were wired, it would seem Free will to make bad choices, century on century, age on age we have, made the same bad choices, breaking covenant after covenant with the most high the One who has kept faith, has honored each covenant made The law required a sacrifice, the priest into the holy of holies, behind the curtain, blood spilt for another year another season of sin, of falling short as a person, as a people as peoples of God, repenting for what we had done, for what we would do again, an endless cycle of atonement A new covenant, by the Word Made Flesh, a single offering, the priest and lamb as one, offering himself, pure and white blazing, brilliant, as on the Mountain, spilling his own offering his own blood, for those would could not, redeeming all with a single act of sacrifice, of atonement, of offering Once and for all time, from the foundation to the end of the age Until he returns in Glory, at the trumpet call We wait still, eagerly, by faith