Whenever we do something repeatedly, it can become just a routine. As Resurrection Sunday approaches, have we forgotten, not the words, but the meaning of the cross? We know that the cross is the place where Jesus died for our sins, according to the Scriptures.
To those who are religious, or ‘spiritual,’ or highly educated, the preaching of the cross is foolishness. We live in a day and age when any mention of sin, sinners or self-denial is considered to be archaic and unkind. If that be the case, then what cross are we talking about? Is it the cross that stood on Mount Calvary? Is it the cross of Isaiah 53 and Psalm 22? Is it the cross that caused Jesus to sweat drops of blood in anticipation of His suffering upon it?
Through the blood of Jesus on the cross, all our sins are paid for; we are reconciled and redeemed. Thank You, Jesus! But don’t stop there. That cross also crucifies the world to me and vice versa. That cross demands my full surrender to Jesus. That cross means the end of self, not the exaltation of self. We are bought with a price, saints!
Not I, but Christ, is the meaning of the cross.
