When I survey the wondrous cross… a statement which causes us to see more than one image. Some will see Jesus; dying, bleeding. Some will see an empty cross silhouette against the darkening hues of sunset. Some will see a brilliant gleam of reflected light from a cross that is lifted high on a steeple or hillside. Some will picture themselves in the crowd; looking on as Jesus hangs suspended between heaven and earth. That cross has become wondrous, not because of what it is, but because of whom it held. Jesus; the perfect lamb from God’s fold as well as the Lion from the tribe of Judah submitted to the will of His Father so that He could redeem me. When we make the cross first person, it stings a bit more, doesn’t it? It also reassures and fills us with hope and security knowing that the total price has been paid. Nothing more can be exchanged. To move forward from the cross in the power of the resurrection is our calling. Yes, examine the cross. Never forget that terrible price. But also, follow the lead of our Lord, move from the cross to encounter this world with new life.
“When they came to the place called the Skull, there they crucified him, along with the criminals – one on his right, the other on his left. Jesus said, “Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.” And they divided up his clothes by casting lots. The people stood watching and the rulers even sneered at him. They said, “He saved others; let him save himself if he is the Christ of God, the Chosen One.” The soldiers also came up and mocked him. The offered him wine vinegar and said, “If you are the king of the Jews, save yourself.” There was a written notice above him, which read: THIS IS THE KING OF THE JEWS.” - Luke 23:33-38 (NIV)
Oh Father, I pray we never lose sight of the cross. That cross which holds our King.