Think About It With Me

This man, Jesus, was falsely accused, tried and sentenced to death by crucifixion after being betrayed by a man HE HAD CREATED who had been with Him for three years. Then there was another follower of His HE HAD CREATED who denied that he even knew Jesus. This, after he had seen all the miracles Jesus had performed right in front of his face. Jesus was spit upon, mocked, beaten and had a crown of thorns placed upon His head by soldiers HE HAD CREATED. Then, worn out from beatings, He was led down a road and placed on a cross made out of wood from a tree HE HAD CREATED. There, He died, not for crimes HE had committed; but, for the sins committed by people through the ages HE HAD CREATED, including you and me.

Thankfully, the story doesn’t end there; for after He died, He was buried in a tomb and three days later HE CAME BACK TO LIFE.

Sounds as tho’ it could be a story made for a TV program or big screen movie. But… it was reality! The very Son of God came to this earth to live among HIS CREATION, demonstrate the love of the Father and pay for the sins of humanity on that cross, AS ONLY HE COULD, because He was sinless.

What He did on the cross ensures our salvation and makes us part of His family when we accept it as being for our very own personal selves. The resurrection ensures that there is a reservation for us in heaven to live eternally with Him.

You may ask, “Is that for real?” In a world of untruths and uncertainties, this story isn’t Hollywood. It’s Heaven-sent. “God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life.” I trust you have made the choice to accept the truth of what Jesus did for you on that cross. If not, why not make the choice right now? Then watch Him work in and through your life.

And, bask in the hope of it all, especially His power over death, and His resurrection. Inherent in these is the certainty of seeing your beloved child again!

Think about that with me, especially in your darkest moments of grief.