One day as a little girl watched her mother working around the house she asked, "Why aren't you pretty like the other mothers I know.
Her mother answered with this story. "One day when you were very little a neighbor called me over to her house to answer a phone call. I had been ironing and I forgot to turn the iron off. I left you in your crib because I knew I would be back soon. The phone call lasted longer than I had thought and when I returned there was smoke pouring out of the house. The people that were there tried to keep me from going inside but I broke away from them. I ran into your bedroom, wrapped a blanket around you and rushed for the outside. Just as I got to the door a blazing timber fell and struck me across the face. That's how my face came to be this way."
With that the little girl threw her arms around her mother, gave her a big hug and kissed her. "Mommy, you are the most beautiful mother in the whole world. I'm so glad you are my mother."
Jesus Christ while on Calvary's hill rushed into the fires of Hell and rescued you from Hell. How can you but say, "Jesus, you are the most beautiful of all. I'm so glad you are my Lord."