Thursday, November 10, 2011

When Did the Cross not Mean Death Anymore?


And being found in fashion as a man, he humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross.
Philippians 2:8

When did the Cross not mean Death? On the Cross, Christ was suspended there between heaven and earth, hanging as a shield from the wrath of God and his hatred toward sin against the wretched people. There he suffered the most brutal punishment known to man, not at the hand of the Roman soldiers but at the hand of his very own Father. To Christ it meant rejection, rejection from all that He had loved; even the unity of the trinity was broken for that moment. It meant the epitome of loneliness, hanging there all alone for the first and only time in all of eternity. It meant suffering, His bones were rent from their sockets, His flesh ripped off of His body, His organs burst from the shear stress and agony experienced on that cross. His body was ravaged beyond any human recognition there on the cross. The cross to Christ was the zenith of suffering, He suffered emotionally and physically more than any other person ever has or ever will. It meant carrying a burden that wasn’t his to bear and He degraded himself to carry that burden. For Christ it was supreme expression of Love that consumed all of his energy. It was an expression of love that would never be returned on the contrary, it would fuel their hatred and added to how they despised him. To Christ it meant a complete pouring out.
Christ call us to identify with Him saying in Mark 8:34; And when he had called the people unto him with his disciples also, he said unto them, Whosoever will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me.
Did the cross you picked up and carried through life the same cross? Did it cost you the same that it cost our savior? It seems today that, that cross we are called to pick up and carry is quite different. This modern cross calls us to be loved by all, it calls to popularity, it call to fame, and to riches. It doesn’t call us to death. God help us to pick up the untainted cross of the Father. I hope you haven’t bought in to the lie of the Satan. May Christ call us to pick up the same cross He did, it may be racked with pain, it may be filled with despair and filled with suffering like you have never known; but can I say it will liken us to the most wonderful one that has ever touched this earth, Our Beautiful Savior and Friend, Jesus Christ. Paul understood this when he exclaimed; “That I may know him, and the power of his resurrection, and the fellowship of his sufferings, being made conformable unto his death;”
Philippians 3:10
I want to know and be just like him even if it calls me death; I hope you do as well. It is the greatest reward to ever be gained, a deep and intimate walk with Master.