This is a post from my friend, Kelsea's blog. She is an amazing child of God that has been given the gift of writing. I found this post resembled my exactly thoughts, feelings, and emotions today as I remember what my Father went through to save a sinner like myself.
There is so much
beauty and grief stricken tears associated with that of the crucifixion. I
do
believe that the Easter season is quickly becoming my favorite time
of
year. I
feel like my knowledge on the meaning of everything has
expanded
incredibly this
year, and as a result, the impact emotionally
has been
great. I have felt myself
purged of all strength, submitting to
the power
within the love of one so great,
to die for someone so
terrible as myself.
As I observed the interpretation
portrayed of the
crucifixion in “The
Passion,” I shuddered at every lash
stricken upon
his body, not because of
the blood or because it looked painful,
but
because I imagined that every
time He was struck, I was the one doing the
lashing, every time I have
blatantly or absentmindedly decided that my
way of
doing things, or the way
I want my life to be is better than the
beautiful plans
He has for me. I
also could not stop thinking, “why?”
Why would anyone ever
knowingly take on
such torture. Not only was He
physically beaten, bloodied, and
bruised, but
He was humiliated, mocked,
spit on, and betrayed…..and He knew of
this fate
His entire life. The
only explaination is a love I cannot comprehend,
and a
desire to be with
me, that makes no sense at all.
I look at my life and see my downfalls and my
shortcomings. I see my sin and my despair and I wonder, why would He die for
this? and then I remember the joy, the hope, the peace, the LIFE that comes
from
knowing Him….and I think those gifts are the reason. He did not die
only for my
benefit, but because He desired to give, and to love, and to
be
with me….not
because He needs me, but because I need him.
There is really no explanation that I can comprehend, but
the explanation is not the point, the point- what really matters- is how I
am
going to live knowing that He sacrificed everything for me. This
should
not just
be a realization that hits me once a year….but every
single day. oh
boy do I
have a lot of growing to do.
“I breathe at the foot of Your cross, and I weep
at the foot of Your cross, and I’ll bleed at the foot of Your Cross…till I
believe, Jesus I’m Yours. I live only because Your alive. and I will love
you,
love through the pain, till only love remains. I’m Yours, oh Jesus
I’m
Yours.”
Hakuna Matata
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