Tuesday, May 24, 2005
By Ramone - May 16, 2005
I began to see this picture in my heart on the 12th, but it seemed too simple. Yet underneath it are all the depths of everything. It's what He's done for me and for all of us. It's what He's really helping me see: It's finished, it's done, it's won. My victory is won over sin.
"And you, being dead... He has made alive,
having forgiven you all trespasses,
having wiped out the handwriting against us,
having nailed it to the cross."
Sometimes we speak of the blood and the cross, and forget what it means to You, the Father. We claim this or that, and worse, argue about it and its effect, how far it can go and what You can't do. It's Your Son's blood, Lord. Blood is supposed to remain inside the body! Father, let me never forget this, this precious gift of Your mourning.
"We speak of God's secret wisdom, a wisdom that had been hidden and that God destined for our glory before time began... as it is written, 'No eye had seen, nor ear had heard, no mind had conceived what God had prepared for those He loved so much...'"
I'll look at Your cross and marvel forever, Lord. And Your love! It's Your love for me. I know You're slowly revealing the cross to me, and showing me that my sins are wiped away. Thank You for unveiling this to me more and more.
Let me cry, Lord! Let me love You and mourn for You. Father, I want Your heart and to share in Your sufferings.