People all over the world blogging on the same topic on the same day for just five minutes and linking up at Lisa Jo’s place. Today’s topic: Broken. (today’s prompt moved me to ignore the rules! I couldn’t say what I needed to say in 5 minutes. It’s too important)
I can’t help but feel broken today. The day set aside to remember that my Lord died for me. We remember it often, as it is the very core of following Christ. That Christ died for each one of us and rose again. That He took all of our sins on Himself and suffered the punishment that should have been ours.
We remember it often. With communion, with praise. And we tell our children. Look to the cross. Remember how much He loves you. There is no greater love than one who would give up His one and only son for us. Than one who would give up heaven, all authority and power, to become a man and live among us. Knowing fully that one day He would suffer complete anguish to save us and bring us back to Him.
A couple of nights ago, my daughter asked why God would leave Jesus when He was on the cross. I caught my breath as I beheld such a huge moment in her questioning and understanding. I explained to her that because God is holy, He can’t look on our sin. And since all of our sin was on Jesus when He was crucified in our place, God had to be separated from Him during that time. That’s how much He loves us and wants us to be His.
At His death,The earth shook.
The rocks split.
The sun stopped.
The curtain was torn.
The relationship was broken.
Thank you, Lord, that you didn’t end the story there.