On Good Friday I posted the blog The Savior On The Tree. It is the story of how I finally came to know Jesus. In my opinion, The Savior On The Tree has to come before this blog so, if you haven’t had a chance to read it, I’d suggest you take a moment to check it out here first.
In the Garden, weighed down by what was yet to come, he cried out to his Father for a reprieve.
But not my will – your will – be fulfilled indeed.
With courage and strength, he arose knowing the time was near.
Soon, He would be rejected and beaten to rescue both you and me.
Spat upon, thorns pressed so deep into his head, he carried that wretched tree up the long road to Calvary.
Nails hammered into hands and feet. He could have called down angels and to conquer the Romans who laughed as they watched him bleed.
But. He. Didn’t.
Instead, he chose, HE CHOSE TO ENDURE in an act of courageous love.
Chose to hang on that tree, gasping for air as he paid the price so we could be reunited with the Father above.
Your sin, my sin, their sin — our sin — cast upon him.
Though utterly innocent he bore them for us – courageous love indeed.
“Father forgive them”, he cried out as he breathed his last.
His head fell forward. The Devil, undoubtedly rejoiced at the scene.
Carefully wrapped and placed in the tomb. The dreams the Savior spoke of seemed to be utterly doomed.
Day one. Crushing mourning began.
Day two. Hopelessness ruled.
Day three. The miracle of all miracles! The stone was rolled away.
Death could not conquer this King!
Though he breathed his last and ascended into hell, He rose again and tore veil!
The price is paid! Access is free! We need to only believe and receive.
Jesus sacrificed all for you and for me. His act of Courageous Love beyond anything we could ever dream.
On this Easter Day, embrace His gift of love and discover hope anew and freedom so profound.
No man, no woman, no drug and no job could possible bring the hope that Jesus does.
Take His hand.
He is safe and true.
I know this because He is my friend, my hope and rescuer too.