I was just pondering on what had to be going through the Son of God's mind the week of His crucifixion. I'm afraid to even guess for fear it might be wrong. I know my small mindedness wouldn't give Christ enough credit for the things He faced that week and the grace, strength and courage He had to endure the sufferings that He would meet face to face. The beauty of it all was that He endured it all in my place! He so willingly suffered and died in my place, that I might live eternally with Him.
Do those things ever just blow your mind? I so often take for granted the things I was taught growing up and so mindlessly celebrate a holiday such as Easter without ever stopping to truly think about the thing I'm celebrating. Well not this year! The Father has so graciously set my mind on Passion Week and I can't stop thinking and pondering the wonder of it all!
This song just keeps ringing out in my mind:
Do those things ever just blow your mind? I so often take for granted the things I was taught growing up and so mindlessly celebrate a holiday such as Easter without ever stopping to truly think about the thing I'm celebrating. Well not this year! The Father has so graciously set my mind on Passion Week and I can't stop thinking and pondering the wonder of it all!
This song just keeps ringing out in my mind:
| In Christ alone my hope is found, He is my light, my strength, my song; this Cornerstone, this solid Ground, firm through the fiercest drought and storm. What heights of love, what depths of peace, when fears are stilled, when strivings cease! My Comforter, my All in All, here in the love of Christ I stand. In Christ alone! who took on flesh Fulness of God in helpless babe! This gift of love and righteousness Scorned by the ones he came to save: Till on that cross as Jesus died, The wrath of God was satisfied - For every sin on Him was laid; Here in the death of Christ I live. There in the ground His body lay Light of the world by darkness slain: Then bursting forth in glorious Day Up from the grave he rose again! And as He stands in victory Sin's curse has lost its grip on me, For I am His and He is mine - Bought with the precious blood of Christ. No guilt in life, no fear in death, This is the power of Christ in me; From life's first cry to final breath. Jesus commands my destiny. No power of hell, no scheme of man, Can ever pluck me from His hand; Till He returns or calls me home, Here in the power of Christ I'll stand. |
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