No one
knows better than my own children that I can become intrusive into your
soul. I often disregard their sacred
space in my enthusiasm for them to know the love I have come to know from God. My new husband is getting used to this and
loving me anyway in spite of my passion.
I am trying to become more aware of my inappropriate intrusions and
listen to the Holy Spirit. The Holy
Spirit leads me to the best ways to share my spiritual truth.
All that
said, I sense that what I am about to write about will intrude into your sacred
space. My passion for this subject may
be a bit out of control. I can’t help
myself…I just have to write about it. We
Christians are as a group far too inoculated to the effect of the cross on our
souls.
In
preparation for Lent, I have been teaching about the Seven Sayings from the
Cross. With such little written
material, it has caused me to enter into the realities of the context from
which Jesus is speaking. I can imagine
the physical pain the cross caused for Jesus.
I have felt physical pain, although not even close to the torture He
endured. The spiritual pain was far
worse for Him and something I will never face.
Because I have taken on Christ’s righteousness as my own through the
puny act of faith in Him and facing the truth about me—that I am completely
condemned as a sinner without Christ—I will never be forsaken by God as Jesus
was on the cross.
I don’t
have words to describe the significance of the cross for my soul. Today the cross is a familiar symbol of
beauty and Christianity. Some wear a
cross as jewelry because it is in fashion.
We decorate walls with crosses.
Some of us look at some form of a cross every day. Yet how often do we look at the cross so that
our souls cry out in thankfulness and awe of the power of the cross?
It’s hard
to make the cross the center of your life.
The Apostle Paul claimed to live this way. May I
never boast except in the cross
of our Lord Jesus Christ, through which the world has been crucified to me, and
I to the world (Galatians 6:14). The
cross seemed to affect not only his spiritual future but also his everyday way
of living. The cross overwhelmed all his
desires for the offerings of the world.
For Paul there was nothing else in the entire universe that meant more
to his soul than the cross. I imagine
that he could enjoy a beautiful sunset.
I know how much he loved God’s people.
He felt a special bond with his sons in the faith—Timothy and
Titus. All of these are aspects of the
world that mean a lot to my soul as well.
So much of the world distracts me from the cross, but Paul he considered
the cross the biggest boast of his life.
There was nothing in this world to compare to his view of the cross.
My focus on
the cross this Lent is broadening my appreciation of the reality of what it
means to my life. I wear a cross every
day. I think of the protection that
Christ gives me through the cross. Even
when I was in a Muslim country where my cross could stir up aggression, I wore
one tucked inside my shirt. I put thought into my jewelry that is in the shape
of the cross. I see it more as for
me. I think of the benefits for myself.
That’s not
enough for my soul. When I stop and
examine the cross in the way Paul describes, I love the cross for God, for
Jesus and for the Holy Spirit. I see its
glory in the symbol of eternal love, trust, sacrifice, joy, heartache,
relationship, and victory. The cross is
beyond comparison to anything in all the world.
I know I will never know the depth of the cross; but when my soul
connects to the power of the cross, I realize that everything is made
right.
The cross
is my soul’s joy and crown.
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