I pastor Jesus’ church not because it was a career choice, but because my joy would find no pleasure in any other pursuit.
Since the age of 10, I have only known life with Jesus…living under His goodness…enjoying His presence…living for and by His love for all humanity. From those early days until now, I have not received a greater gift than the sacrificial action of my heavenly Father.
Even my first legitimate vision was of Jesus on the cross—lifted above the earth under a storm filled sky. There I knelt experiencing the full weight of the horror and the love at the same time. In that moment, a flood of heaven’s revelation came. I knew I was forgiven; that I was loved beyond measure. In my new-found freedom, I wept for hours as I received His love for the first time. The breadth and depth of His passion for all of us overwhelmed my young heart. Although it was in agony that Jesus perished, my soul could see the unyielding compassion in His giving eyes—a love that would not be quenched by even the atrocities of crucifixion. I knew that God came near, and He was never going to leave!
It was a vision that no miracle could give me—an experience that could not be worn down by time. While the effects of miracles come and go, I knew Jesus’ love would endure through all life’s battles.
Because of this wonder-filled revelation, Christianity has never been for me the aggregation of philosophical and theological treatises systematically ordered for logical truth. Although I am certain of the soundness of what I have come to believe, my faith rests far more in a dynamic relationship with a living God. Regardless of the battles I may face, I know that my God is with me, and I have already won.
I love the cross. I love what it declares. For in it, I am loved. There is nothing more precious to me—nothing that grants me truer life. No matter the warfare that comes against me, God has not left me without hope.So, here is my word to you: there is no greater sign calling to our faith than the cross of our Lord. I have found no gift of God granting greater endurance and imparting greater hope and power. It is the cross that is our blazing symbol of light in the midst of all darkness. By it, I know that I am always covered.
Please hear me. Let the Lord weave this gift into your truth. All of the promises of God, all the blessings of the Kingdom; they do not compare to the depth and mystery of God incarnate crucified upon a wooden tree.
For what would God willingly withhold from you, if He did not even hold back His Son. We may not always experience life the way we would like, but our assignment, our purpose has meaning because God paid the ultimate price for it.
So, let this be our affirmation…I live to live…to love just as He loved me. I am not perfect by any means; but, I am who I am because I believe in the One who loved me first.