The Cross

April 8, 2012 § Leave a comment

Hello everyone, 

And a very happy and blessed Easter to you all.

This week we will divert from my book, to look at the most prolific, awesome and selfless act ever known to this world, even though not believed by many.
The Crucifixion of our Lord Jesus Christ on the cross at Calvary. In my opinion, this was an act of total selflessness on two counts. Firstly by our Heavenly Father who gave His only begotten Son to die for our sins on that cross.
Let’s look at this for a moment. Would you or I ever contemplate allowing our own son to be whipped, spat at, ridiculed and nailed to a cross, just so that other people’s sins could be forgiven. You can bet your life we would not.

So then in that case why would we not….
Simply because we do not have the capacity to love with the depth that God can. His love is totally and utterly immeasurable because He is the one and only one, meaning that there is no one that can come close to the magnificent and all-powerful God that He is.
His Son, given for the forgiveness of our sins and our chance to have everlasting life.  Jesus lived on this earth with us for thirty-three years. Towards the end of this time, Jesus knew what He had to do. However what could have happened if Jesus had decided to say He was not going to give Himself to die for His fellow-man. Where would we be today. There would be no forgiveness of sins for a start, then there is the distinct possibility that over the centuries since Jesus, the church would have just drifted away because people were just not interested. Can you imagine what life would actually be like today if that had happened. Lawlessness would be worldwide to a far greater degree than it is today I would think, satan would possibly be trying to assert himself as some sort of King on earth, and because of our total lack of wisdom we would naturally see him as some sort of saviour and follow him.
Boy oh boy, just writing this I can feel the heat of hell around me, and have to take a deep breath and give thanks to the Lord for His act of love. We may be blinded by the heat of hell so that we just cannot see what we have been led into, there would be no way back just because there would be nowhere to go, hell in a hand basket I suppose. I am actually sitting at my desk pondering over what it could be like, terrible.
Fortunately for us, Jesus had no choice because He was given to womb of the virgin Mary  for one purpose and one purpose only. The redemption of man, the forgiveness of sins and eternal life, to put it into one word it is to be ‘SAVED.’
In my home town of Gravesend in the UK we were privileged to have a pageant staged in our town by the drama group from the church that I attend.
City Praise Centre alongside other churches from our town of Gravesend did the community proud. The act of the beating of Jesus during his judgement and afterwards was amazing and very realistic. Hearts were heavy all over the community square for what Jesus had to endure on our behalf. But praise God that He did endure it and did not say no.
Because of the selfless act of our Lord and saviour Jesus Christ we can now look at the cross and see that he was resurrected, because the cross is empty for He is risen. They say that it is possible to do something too much, but where God  is concerned it can never be too much so I am going to attach a poem which I put on the website a few days ago.

He is Risen
Oh how I weep at your feet Lord. Oh mighty Lord, Son of the living God, your tears I feel as they fall onto my shoulders then mingle with this royal blood at my feet. How could they crucify you in this way, my heart truly wretched at the sight to mine eyes of this travesty to thy flesh? I feel the pain oh Lord, the biting of the nails as hammered through your still living hands.                                But for when did mans sin become so obnoxious, that this to your Son oh God should be.
I feel unworthy to look onward to your blood stained flesh, but weep  uncontrollably as I do. 
Your body totally stripped of joined flesh; a fish net has fewer holes than thee.
Your time upon this cross is of many hours by nine no less I count.                                                                                                                                                                                                                       Your last breath I hear intake, Eloi, Eloi, lama Sabachthani?  As my Lord did last expel.
My heart doth sink for I know not of what is to come. Oh Heavenly Father the living God of all creation, I beseech thee Oh holy one. Oh knit together this flesh oh God, for the time of miracles is of earnest due.
I rise aplomb to sight of body no more; I cried from whence did this sad array of flesh be gone.
Alas I grieve my savior Lord no more before me. My body outstretched on dusty ground wracked with pain from the expulsion of tears of mine, I slumber two plus nights.                                                                                                                                                               Awakened in the dawn of morn by the soft voice and touch of mighty hands, I am awakened to the glory of resurrection. Thy hands are proof enough oh Son of God. I shout with cries of loud acclamation, HE IS RISEN. HE IS RISEN INDEED.
 
Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani interpreted as My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
Mark 15:34  Taken from the rainbow study bible. New International Version.

R. O. R.

© January 2011

That’s it for this week, enjoy the Bank Holiday.

Meanwhile, be good – you know you should, and if you tried you know you could.

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