Tuesday, April 19, 2011
That is my Jesus. Marred beyond human likeness for me. For all of my sin. For all of my uncleanness. I get a little aggravated at the cross symbol, to be honest. It is used so casually. I have many crosses on the walls of my house, actually. As decor. I pass by them each day, not even caring to think about what they symbolize. I wear cross jewelry.
Yet, our Saviour wasn't even recognizable on that Cross.
Did He have to die? No.
He humbled himself by becoming obedient to death - even death on a cross! Philippians 2:8
It is easy to wallow in my pride and selfishness. I can let grief overtake my life. I can be bitter and angry because my 8 month-old won't be celebrating Easter with us this year. Yet, as I go into Easter week, all I can think about is how God purposefully gave His PERFECT Son to die for me.
I had heard that you cannot understand the depth of God's love until becoming a parent. Since Holden's birthday, I have said it many times, but it especially resonates with my soul this week. I did not fully understand the depth of His love, until I had looked into my son's face. He sent His Son to die for us..for me...for all. He loves us more than I can put on paper.
I am doing a study on the Holy Spirit, and have felt a strong nudge to read the Bible through again. I have decided to start this week. As I remember the times I read the Bible from cover to cover, I know EVERY single word points to the Cross. It points to the reason we exist...the reason we even have a "why" to live.
I am humbled by His goodness. We hope because of that undeserved Atonement.
What a week to thank Him for abundant life.