Every year around this time, like Christians everywhere, I meditate on the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ. I think about how Jesus had a choice on whether to drink the cup or not, and how he chose drink the cup for our sake. The ultimate sacrifice! To deny oneself the comfort of safety and luxury in order to provide righteousness to the undeserving.
When I meditate on what “Holy Week” represents, I don’t worship out of mourning or sadness. I do it so with conviction. I am moved by the fact there is nothing I could ever do to deserve such gift, and I do it so understanding love demands a brokenness I could never understand. C.S. Lewis said, “To love at all is to be vulnerable…” Jesus not only became vulnerable, he chose to be broken so you and I could be redeemed.
What a wonderful savior!
I pray, we will follow Christs example of surrender and allow our lives to be crushed, bent and spilled out for others all for love! And when we “do this in remembrance…” let’s do it with conviction rather than sadness.
To my glorious savior, I am forever indebted
Yours from the moment I looked at the cross
Your eyes fixed on me, penetrating my soul
Until I blushed and hid my face in dismay
I took my dirty, filthy heart out of my secret box
And there I offered it to you
There in your hands, it melted away
And what you gave back to me
The beauty I cannot with human words tell!