It’s me. It’s my selfish, willful disobedience that separates me from God. It’s not his law of justice. It’s not his punishment of sin. It’s not his law of atonement. It’s me.

It’s. Me.

Only my sins killed him. Only my sins called for his sacrifice. Only my pure and utter selfishness caused very God of very God to hold himself on the Cross.

Only me. Only my sins. Only my hands with blood on them. Only my fists striking him. Only my words cursing him. Only me. It’s only me.

It’s. Only. Me.

And I am not worthy.