on Thursday, September 9, 2010 at 9:35pm
At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light, And the burden of my heart rolled away, It was there by faith I received my sight, And now I am happy all the day
I love that refrain. But the Cross means so much more to me. I have had wonderful teachers who told me of how Jesus died. Describing in detail the tortures of the day and the carrying of the cross beam of the cross across His back causing rubbing and splintering into His already spent body. The pain of the puncture of the nails through wrist and ankles and suffering of lack of breath when he hung and the pain of pushing up to breath from his ankles. The slow death of a thief or heretic of the day. Horrible yes. But there was also much deeper pain. We think about how he died for us and many of us treasure that gift. But do we think of all the pain he suffered. Not just ours. But the worlds. All the atrocities done on this world in its 6000+ years. Have we really thought of the pain he took upon himself. The pain of the the victims. The hallecaust victims, the MIA's of war, the POWs the lost and damaged children, the raped and murdered all the pain. He took that too. He took all the guilt of the guilty and all the pain of the innocent. He took the bottom of the iceberg why we get the top. He endured our pain and suffering right along with us. Those that died were never alone. He was always with them. And he endured the tear of the fabric of the universe. He took the first sin, Adam's and Eve's He took that too and He took those consequences upon himself. The damage to the earth of Adam's sin and the damage to our bodies for Eve's. and all the damage we have reaped onto the earth the centuries after. And with all this pain and suffering that so darkened the face of the earth. The one that hurt the most, the one that made Him cry out was when His Father had to turn his face from him.
I love that refrain. But the Cross means so much more to me. I have had wonderful teachers who told me of how Jesus died. Describing in detail the tortures of the day and the carrying of the cross beam of the cross across His back causing rubbing and splintering into His already spent body. The pain of the puncture of the nails through wrist and ankles and suffering of lack of breath when he hung and the pain of pushing up to breath from his ankles. The slow death of a thief or heretic of the day. Horrible yes. But there was also much deeper pain. We think about how he died for us and many of us treasure that gift. But do we think of all the pain he suffered. Not just ours. But the worlds. All the atrocities done on this world in its 6000+ years. Have we really thought of the pain he took upon himself. The pain of the the victims. The hallecaust victims, the MIA's of war, the POWs the lost and damaged children, the raped and murdered all the pain. He took that too. He took all the guilt of the guilty and all the pain of the innocent. He took the bottom of the iceberg why we get the top. He endured our pain and suffering right along with us. Those that died were never alone. He was always with them. And he endured the tear of the fabric of the universe. He took the first sin, Adam's and Eve's He took that too and He took those consequences upon himself. The damage to the earth of Adam's sin and the damage to our bodies for Eve's. and all the damage we have reaped onto the earth the centuries after. And with all this pain and suffering that so darkened the face of the earth. The one that hurt the most, the one that made Him cry out was when His Father had to turn his face from him.
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