The Cross

When you look at the Cross, what do you see?

Here is what I see;

I see a man who left all that was precious to him to save one who he deemed much more important and precious.

I see a man who sold all he had to purchase a gift for an undeserving me.

I see a man who gave up his highly esteemed place just to take up a lowly place just to get to us to a high and lofty place.

I see a sacrifice too costly and I ask; “was it worth it?”

In simple terms, I see a man who would gladly go through pain just to get us out of pain.

I see a man who does not see like every other man sees.

I see a man who sees good in evil and will pay any price to get that good.

I see a man who sees the best in me when everyone else around sees the worst in me.

I see a man who sees a need where everyone else sees faults

I see a man pierced on all sides but still tells us it’s going to be fine.

I see a man taking my place in serving every punishment I deserve, beaten with whips laced with spikes yet looks to me and says; you are free now, you can go.

I see a man with a heart too big the mind cannot comprehend, yet so small it can fit into the tiniest babes.

I see a man running towards me when everyone else seems to be running away from me.

I see a man I intentionally hurt but the first person to attend to my wounds.

I see a man I run away from like I would from a fiery monster but would still with a smile on his face welcome me back when I get lost from running.

I see a man quick to act when something bad happens to me but is the slowest to act when I do something bad.

I see Love in practical terms

I see an immense burden one man had to bear just because of me.

I see a man paying a price I could never pay with a lifetime savings.

I see a man go in to hell while I get out.

I see a man willing to take a walk on a path full of thorns, thistles, pebbles and broken bones while I am put on a ride through a road made of gold.

I see a way… I see THE WAY.

So tell me; when you look at the cross, what do you see?