The Cross

The Cross is heavy on my mind today. His face beaten and disfigured, his back whipped, torn and bearing a resemblance to butchered meat. Large thorns piercing through his skin poking his skull. His Hands and feet pierced with large nails in order to hang him from the cross. A spear slicing his side revealing a mix of blood and water, the two biblical cleansing agents.

I think about the people, who had once followed Him and believed Him, now staring at him hanging on the cross, hurling insults, questioning His divinity and ordering Him to get down from the cross, not understanding what they were asking for. I see Him hanging, thirsty, bleeding to death, his lungs working hard to breathe. Those who he once called him teacher scared to hang with him, and now hiding from fear.

I can Imagine Him on the cross, suffering the fate or a criminal, receiving the punishment of a slave, a trader or a thief even though He was perfectly without sin! I can imagine Him being crucified at 9am, the entire earth turning dark at 12pm and at 3 PM I see Him Saying “It is finished,” taking His Last breath and facing the death that we deserved, all to forgive our sins. And then He gives up His spirit… All on a day like today about 2011 years ago.

And then three days later He would rise, defeating death for us! He was victorious in His Resurrection! He made a way when we were hopeless, lost and dead in our sin, guilt fault and shame! He did it for you, He did it for me! PRAISE JESUS FOREVER!!!!!!!!!