But God shows his love for us in that while we were yet sinners Christ died for us.
One thing that often disturbs modern people when they hear the gospel proposed is the sheer physical insignificance of the human person. In a universe of billions upon billions of galaxies filled with billions upon billions of stars, how could a God who is even greater than all space and time possibly be interested in the affairs of some hairless bipeds crawling around on a grain of sand orbiting some random star at the edge of a run-of-the-mill galaxy? Man is tiny compared to the size of the Universe, they complain. However, as G.K. Chesterton pointed out long ago, Man is tiny compared to the nearest tree. So what? What does size have to do with anything? The real distance God had to cover had nothing to do with space (a meaningless concept when God is infinite). It was the distance between his holiness and our sin. And still he did it. For us–who put him on the cross!