Maybe

The brutality of the crucifixion...the miracle of the resurrection.

Unappreciated...

or perhaps completely lost

to me anyway.

Until I looked...

(I mean really looked)

at the cross

from the foot

without separation

without distortion.

In an instant...there it was.

Had it been there all along?

How could I not have known?

How could you not have told me?

Grace...Amazing Grace

There for me?

Waiting...

and all I had to do was look...

and I was given new eyes

to see.

I've carried a quote with me in my thoughts since the night I watched Fireproof. It was captured in a conversation between the father character and his son...where the father admits..."The cross was offensive to me until I came to it."

Perhaps our view of the cross has been distorted from a distance...for many circumstances...and people...even churches...have gotten in the way of our view. But when we choose to sit at the very foot of the thing and gaze upon it for ourselves...maybe...just maybe...we'll start to see it for what it actually is...not what the world has done to it.

maybe it would become less offensive

maybe it would look like grace

maybe it would feel like love

flowing down

from the hands and feet

nailed to a tree

maybe it would cover you

as it covers me

maybe

The Secret is Out

She leaned over to whisper a secret to her big sister...“Guess what sissie...I gave my life to Christ today.” “That’s awesome!” Her sister exclaimed and her small, quiet voice continued...“yeah...we got forgiven from God.”

As I sat with the fourth grade twins in Bible study only a few hours earlier, one of them asked the question...“Do we have to get baptized to have our sins washed away?” I led into my best presentation of the Gospel and explained the difference between believing and accepting Jesus as your Lord and Savior and the purpose of getting baptized. When I got done, she excitedly asked...“Can we pray that prayer today?” Her twin echoed the desire. “Absolutely!” I said with a smile.

Each devotional we do ends with a prayer that I let the girls lead. As God’s timing would have it, that day the prayer box instructed: “If you have never trusted in Jesus as your Savior, you can do that right now.” “We just did that!” they exclaimed.

“Shhhhhhhh….but don’t tell anyone.” they whispered to their older sister.

“Why not?” she asked...

“Because WE want to!”