Wednesday, April 12, 2017

I Nailed Jesus to the Cross

I nailed Jesus to the Cross. No, I wasn’t there that awful day; no, I didn’t hold the nail in place with one hand while bringing the mallet down as hard as I could with the other. But my sin did.

Although I have never physically murdered anyone, I have mercilessly slashed people with harsh, critical words. I may not have stolen money or goods, but I have stolen other’s reputations by sharing gossip or my own skewed opinions of them. With every sin I commit, I drive another spike into Jesus’ hands and feet:

My critical spirit
              nailed Jesus to the cross.
My grumbling
              nailed Jesus to the cross.
My lack of compassion
              nailed Jesus to the cross.
My harsh words
              nailed Jesus to the cross.
My unwarranted fears
              nailed Jesus to the cross.
My niggling worries
              nailed Jesus to the cross.
My unfaithful actions
nailed Jesus to the cross.
My unwillingness to serve
              nailed Jesus to the cross.

Can you hear the echo of the hammer as it hits the spikes?

All we like sheep have gone astray;
we have turned, every one, to his own way;
and the Lord has laid on Him the iniquity of us all.
(Isaiah 53:6)

But wait! There is Good News! Every strike of the hammer echoes not with condemnation, but with love from God! “For He canceled the record of the charges against us and took it away by nailing it to the cross.” (Colossians 2:14)

Yes, my sin nailed Jesus to the cross, but His love set me free from that sin!

If we confess our sins to God, He will
keep his promise and do what is right:
He will forgive us our sins and purify us
from all our wrongdoing.
1 John 1:9

Be encouraged!
©2017 Pamela D. Williams