(This year's Easter post is part of Angela's Easter carnival. Go visit to be encouraged!)The power of the cross lies in and of the fact that it held no power. The cross could not keep our Lord dead.
As a woman I hear lies whispered in my ear all day long. I am told I am not good enough, perfect enough, orderly enough, gentle enough, energetic enough...I am not enough. The worst kinds of lies are the true lies. You know the ones. These are the lies that take something truthful about you and blow it so out of proportion it once again, becomes about you instead of about Christ in you.
My deepest desire is to be a godly wife, mother, friend and lady. I have walked this journey long enough to know that I cannot do this without Him. Not for one single second can I walk on my own two feet in my own strength. The power in my life lies in and of the fact that it has no power...without His. My life, like the cross, has no power apart from Him.
Truthfully, I do not have what it takes to become like Him. I desperately need Him to work in me so that He, not I, will shine through me. Every.single.day.all.day.long I try. My heart so longs to honor my Savior that every.single.mistake breaks my heart. In a perfect world with no sin, sickness or sadness, I could receive Him and stop making mistakes.
Yet in our fallen world, the lies whispered and judgments conveyed make me feel shame, condemnation, inadequacy and inferiority. The odd thing is the condemnation itself reminds my mind that these are lies. Romans 8:1 tells me "There is no condemnation for those that are in Christ Jesus."
Apart from Him the cross has no power. It remains an instrument of death. Just like my life. With Him the cross is transformed into a symbol of life and victory. Just like my life!
I am so thankful that the blood that flowed from His side down the foot of a wooden cross and poured over the sin soaked earth is still sinking into my world. I am so aware that I need the blood that flowed so long ago to flow over my heart each day. I am so thankful that the blood that flowed is still forgiving and still cleansing today. I am so thankful that the sacrificial Lamb is still enough...He is enough.
Precious is the blood that is still forgiving, still cleansing, still renewing, still satisfying after all these years. That blood of my precious Redeemer is bathing my life with purpose. That blood that flowed from Heaven Himself into a sin soaked world is still buying freedom and life for anyone who believes today...Anyone who believes that the power of the cross lies int he fact that it couldn't kill True Life. Perfect Love conquers even death!
"If we [freely] admit that we have sinned and confess our sins, He is faithful and just (true to His own nature and promises) and will forgive our sins [dismiss our lawlessness] and [continuously] cleanse us from all unrighteousness [everything not in conformity to His will in purpose, thought, and action]." 1 John 1:9
So glad He lives!!!