I was sitting in a church I didn't normally attend along with a couple hundred young people listening to the youth pastor describe the cross of Christ. I had heard this story thousands of times before but this time it hit home like never before.
Maybe because of the graphic description of Christ's suffering. Maybe because I personalized it for the first time ("Jesus, you did that for me."). Maybe because I sensed the Presence of the One who died for me with me as it was being described. Maybe because God chose that night to make that truth a revelation to my heart.
Whatever the reason, Christ’s cross became real to me and I have never been the same. My life forever changed. I hope never to get over the cross of my Lover and Lord.
Gal. 6:14-16 "For my part, I am going to boast about nothing but the Cross of our Master, Jesus Christ. Because of that Cross, I have been crucified in relation to the world, set free from the stifling atmosphere of pleasing others and fitting into the little patterns that they dictate. Can't you see the central issue in all this? It is not what you and I do—submit to circumcision, reject circumcision. It is what God is doing, and he is creating something totally new, a free life! All who walk by this standard are the true Israel of God—his chosen people. Peace and mercy on them!"
