“By this time it was noon, and darkness fell across the whole land until three o’clock. The light from the sun was gone. And suddenly, the thick veil hanging in the Temple was torn apart. Then Jesus shouted, ‘Father, I entrust my spirit into your hands!’ And with those words he breathed his last.” (Luke 23:44-46)
Christ was crucified.
And He would do it all again, if He had to. Because His love is that raging. Burning steadily for us. A love that is always more than what we think. Always reaching higher than we can see. Always penetrating deeper. Going beyond anything the limits of our minds can understand.
The more I see the pain in this world, the holes that life has pierced through the hearts of those around me, the more I see Jesus. He is close to the brokenhearted, the broken hearts, the hearts of the broken, for He was wounded and crushed, too. Let us come before the cross this weekend with hearts full of expectation. Trusting we will meet a man who has known firsthand all that life can throw at us. Trusting we will meet a man whose name is Victory, who can save us from all of this. Trusting we will meet a man who is no longer dead, but so fully alive.
“Early on Sunday morning, as the new day was dawning, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went out to see the tomb. Suddenly there was a great earthquake, because an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and rolled aside the stone and sat on it. His face shone like lightning, and his clothing was as white as snow. The guards shook with fear when they saw him, and they fell into a dead faint. Then the angel spoke to the women. ‘Don’t be afraid!’ he said. ‘I know you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He isn’t here! He has been raised from the dead, just as he said would happen.'” (Matthew 28:1-6)
Christ is risen. A King resurrected.
Love is alive today.
And He wants to resurrect us, too, so that we can express with joy that “It is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me.” (Galatians 2:20)
Now we, too, have the chance to be fully alive. When we die to our selfish, sinful selves He can shine brightly from within us. We move aside so that His glorious face can be seen. The only face that has the power to heal.
He is it. Everything good. But we so often think it is about us. We are so quick to give ourselves the credit.
But no – it’s Him. All Him. He made the way where there was no way.
“We love because He first loved us.” (1 John 4:19)
We desire Him only because He has longed for us first.
We call to Him only because He has called to us first.
We have chosen Him only because He has chosen us first.
We forgive because He has first forgiven us.
It’s Him. All Him.
For God is working in you, giving you the desire to obey him and the power to do what pleases him. (Philippians 2:13)
If we show kindness, it is because He has shown kindness first.
If we laugh, it is because He has poured joy over us.
If we find peace, it is only in Him.
If we are patient, it is because He has been slow to anger with us.
If we show grace, it is only because we are lavished in His.
We must give Him our lives, but only because He gave His for us first.
He is it. The beginning and the end. The source of everything good and perfect.
We have nothing except through Him.
Can we not see the praise He deserves?
We owe Him everything yet give Him so little.
Let’s come to that beautiful cross this weekend and give Him our hearts. They are hurting, wounded and bleeding, some have barely a breath left in them. But we offer them to the One, the only one, who is able to restore. Let’s come to the cross tomorrow, too. And everyday after that.
He deserves nothing less.
Let our hearts be confident in Him and Him alone.