I am Dead , Buried and Risen with Lord Jesus. He Paid the price on my behalf.

If his offering be a burnt sacrifice of the herd, let him offer a male without blemish: he shall offer it of his own voluntary will at the door of the tabernacle of the congregation before the LORD. And he shall put his hand upon the head of the burnt offering; and it shall be accepted for him to make atonement for him.
	Leviticus 1:3–4
In the text before us, we see a man coming to the courtyard of the tabernacle. He stands before the priest and next to him is his bull or lamb, an innocent, docile, harmless animal. The man would then lay his hand—the Hebrew language implies that he would press it—upon the animal’s head. Then he would watch the priest slit the animal’s throat, and watch as the animal slumped to the ground. If the man had any kind of compassion, he would be moved as he realized that, in a very real sense, he was transferring his sin to the animal, and that the animal was literally dying in his place. Short of men in his campaign through Europe, Napoleon began to draft heavily in France. However, when approached, one man answered, “I can’t go. My father is very ill and my mother cannot manage the farm alone.” So he was allowed to pay someone else to go in his place—a common practice of the time. The first day the substitute reported for duty, he was killed in battle and subsequently buried. A few months later, there was a knock on the door of the man who had hired the substitute. Once again, it was a recruiting officer who said, “Your number is up.” “You can’t take me,” said the young man. “I’m already dead and buried.” Baffled, the officer hauled him off to a military tribunal. The tribunal heard the case and sent it all the way to Napoleon himself, who, when he heard about the situation, agreed with the would-be soldier and said, “You’re right. You’re already dead. Go home.” The man was free because someone died in his place. So too, I am free because the Lamb of God was slain in my place. It is my sin He bore, the sin of being short with my kids today, the sin of being annoyed with the driver in front of me yesterday, the sin of saying things which shouldn’t be said, the sin of thinking things that shouldn’t be thought, the sin of doing things which shouldn’t be done. My sin was transferred to Jesus, and He died in my place. Suppose the man came with his bull to the tabernacle, but when the priest told him to put his hand upon the bull, the man said, “Let me teach you the significance of this particular sacrifice.” “I care not how knowledgeable you are theologically or how certain you are doctrinally,” the priest would answer. “Put your hand on the bull and press in, for if you don’t become involved, the sacrifice will be to no avail.” Many Christians have no shortage of understanding or theological insight about the substitutionary work of Jesus Christ. They have the teaching down, but there’s no touching. That is why there will be those who say, “Lord, my theology is impeccable. I can explain to You the whole plan of salvation,” only to hear Him say, “Depart from Me. I never knew you. Your teaching was correct, but your touching was non-existent. You were not touching Me, nor were you touched by Me. Your heart was calloused and cold. When the gospel was preached, you slumbered. When the cross was considered, your mind wandered. No longer were you touched by the sacrifice. No longer did you press in.” David was an adulterer, a murderer, and a liar, but after spending one year refusing to acknowledge his sin, David fell down in humility and brokenness. David’s was a heart of tenderness, a heart that laid its hand on the sacrifice. No wonder he could say, “Happy is the man whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered. Happy is the man to whom the Lord does not impute iniquity” (see Psalm 32). By Pastor Jon Courson Daily Manna In FB