A cross for everyone.
Who, but the God of all imagination, could take the cross, the most barbaric tool of execution, and turn it into a symbol of hope and faith, a signature of all that is good in the world?
There is a wealth of understanding to be discovered in the cross. In the historical account of Jesus’ birth, Mary and Joseph arrived in Bethlehem to ﬁnd no room, no vacancy, in the inn. Yet, just 33 brief years later, there was plenty of room for Jesus at the cross.
There is room at the cross for you and me in learning to die to our own needs and learning to live for the needs of others; in dying to having it our way and learning to live in His way; in dying to the darkness of this world while opening our eyes to the light of God’s world.
Jesus, the man, died on the cross. Jesus, the Savior, lives. Maybe we should book our reservations, now!
Matthew 10: 38-39