People of the Cross

We learn day by day how to surrender to the cross, that it may have its way in us. Indeed, it is through suffering we are taught by the Holy Spirit what the cross feels like, so that in discovering the identity of our co-sufferer we can also live what it looks like. We become a sacrament of love to a dying world that doesn't know what love is but needs it desperately.

I desire the cross not because of the death that it requires, but because of Who I get to meet there, and that One is the doorway to life. I measure not in what I will lose- because I will lose all, but in what I will gain in His glorious presence- because in losing I will gain all. I will yet have to face greater and greater deaths in my lifetime, but He only gets sweeter and His life all encompassing the darker and more difficult the road. Love is stronger than death. 

He is my magnificent obsession. There is no song I can sing, no movement I can make, no thought I can think that can even begin to describe the beauty of this Man, Jesus. It is because of Him I can live in love as I was created, and by Him that I have been set free from all fear, and in Him that all things are made new. This goes so far beyond words, into substance, the substance of things hoped for.

Awaken me to Your glory, the glory of the cross, which is the radiance of Your love.