Sometimes when my heart has been hard, dead, slothful, blind, and senseless, which indeed are sad frames for a poor Christian to be in, yet at such a time, when I have been in such a case, then has the blood of Christ, the precious blood of Christ, the admirable blood of the God of Heaven, that run out of His body when it did hang on the Cross, so softened, livened, quickened, and enlightened my soul, that truly, reader, I can say, O it makes me wonder!John Bunyan, The Doctrine of the Law and Grace Unfolded (London, 1708), 183.
When I experience one (or several!) of the heart issues that Bunyan describes above sometimes the last thing I want to do is preach the Gospel to myself. However, God does not let me rest there. He first makes me aware of my situation and then He reminds me of what I need. I need to go back and remember that blood was poured out for me. When I start to do that I, too, experience what Bunyan describes and it makes me wonder also! I wonder that God could love me so much. Yet it's true. How do I know this?
"...knowing that you were ransomed from the futile ways inherited from your forefathers, not with perishable things such as silver or gold, but with the precious blood of Christ, like that of a lamb without blemish or spot." - 1 Peter 1:18-19