He Became So I Could Become

There’s a verse I can’t stop thinking about this Easter:

“God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.”(2 Corinthians 5:21)

I’ve read it many times. Quoted it. Preached it. But lately, it’s been reading me.

He became sin.

Not just carried it. Not just wore it like a heavy cloak. God actually made Jesus—His sinless Son—to be sin on my behalf. That’s almost too much to wrap my head around. It wasn’t just the nails that held Him to the cross. It was my guilt, my shame, my rebellion, all fused into His perfect frame. He became everything I was, so that…

So that I could become everything He is.

That part wrecks me. Not just that I receive righteousness like a gift I barely deserve—but that I actually become the righteousness of God. That’s not a surface-level makeover. That’s a total identity shift. In Christ, I am not who I once was. The old has gone. The new has come.

But if I’m honest, I don’t always feel like the righteousness of God. Sometimes I still feel like the sin He carried. Like I’m borrowing grace instead of embodying it. And yet, that’s the beauty of Easter: it reminds me that this transformation isn’t just symbolic—it’s real. It’s done. Finished. Declared by the One who walked out of the grave.

So this Easter, I’m not just celebrating an empty tomb. I’m standing in the wonder of this divine exchange—where the spotless Son became sin, and I, once lost, became righteous.

And even if I never fully comprehend it, I will spend my life responding to it.