Calvary, Eternity, Longing, Worship

Resurrection Sunday

5 years ago on this very day, I stumbled into a little campus church. Jesus met me there and I will never forget it. The beauty of the crucified and risen Lamb brought me to my knees sobbing.

The truth of Christ resounds louder and louder in my heart every day. He is more than a song, more than a story, more than words on a page or mere history. Right now, at this very moment, there is a very real Man, seated at the right hand of God.

He’s not a baby in a manger anymore.
He’s not a broken man on the cross.
He didn’t stay in the grave,
And He’s not staying in heaven forever.

For I know that my Redeemer lives, And He shall stand at last on the earth; And after my skin is destroyed, this I know, That in my flesh I shall see God, Whom I shall see for myself, And my eyes shall behold, and not another. How my heart yearns within me! (Job 19:25-27 NKJV)

To the risen King and the Hope of the Nations, we bow our lives to You, and we love the day of Your appearing.

Calvary, Fear of God, Grace, Love, Worship

Beautiful Calvary

“At the cross You beckon me,
Draw me gently to my knees,
And I am lost for words, so lost in love
I am sweetly broken, wholly surrendered.”

I was singing this chorus on the piano tonight… Oh! One need only linger a while at the foot of the cross to be moved to weeping. I never want to get over the cross. I never, ever, ever want to get over the cross.

It is the greatest wonder, the most beautiful mystery. Divine Uncreated Love hung naked and bleeding on a tree. The One who stood in unapproachable light forsook His garments of glory for frail human skin. This Jesus, this beautiful, preexistent, uncreated Son of God became Lamb to drink the cup of wrath that was meant for me.

This breaks me.