I am poured out like water and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax it is melted in the midst of my bowels. Psalm 22:14
As a teen ager I always loved the Christmas presents I got from my stepmother. She bought me beautiful expensive clothes. But as a loving reminder she would leave the price tag on! She didn’t mind spending the money but she wanted to be sure that I treated her gifts other special care!
When we are singing It is well with my soul we should always remember the cost of that message. In the garden His soul was sorrowful unto death. On the cross He was poured out like water. When the spear pierced His side the last drop of the lifeblood of Jesus flowed down to the ground. When we always remember the price we will always treasure the gift.