God chose things despised by the world, things counted as nothing at all, and used them to bring to nothing what the world considers important.
~1 Corinthians 1:28, NLT
Only Jesus could transform a symbol of death, agony and misery and change it to love, mercy and glory.
What would you think of a person who wore a neckless with a tiny gold electric chair swinging at the bottom? You would think they were nuts. The Romans crucified over 35,000 Jews. To the Jews, the cross was a symbol of horror, suffering, misery, humiliation, evil and death. Trust me, they wore no gold necklaces with a cross swinging at the bottom. Things have changed. The question is: who changed them? What makes the cross different from the electric chair, lethal injection, the gallows or the guillotine? You know the answer: it is JESUS. Jesus radically transformed the CROSS. Jesus took an evil thing and made it a good thing. This is something that only Jesus could do. It took the most horrible symbol in the ancient world and transformed it into a symbol of love and beauty. This calls for a triple: Wow! Wow! Wow! Folks this is a spiritual truth and reality that a blind man should be able to see.
This same transforming power, energized by His wonderful grace, is at work in you and me, turning our darkness into light, our sorrow into joy, our evil into good, our defeat into victory and our hope into reality. Folks, we are not dealing with prophecy here. This is not something that requires extraordinary faith or hope. We are talking history: it is an accomplished fact. Jesus has done it. It is a finished work in a sense. He has transformed the cross and if He can transform the cross, He can transform us.
I have jury duty this week and oh how I dread it. Today I will go sit and wait to be told when to come back. Sometimes you wait all day and then they send you home only to come back the next day and wait some more. I had much rather be in the Eastern Gate headquarters carrying on my business. I wrote this blog last week but I don’t know if there will be any more this week or not: all depends on the Courthouse.
I was off yesterday, did not preach a single sermon. It felt odd. Danville had a huge crowd, I would guess 450-500. We were down at Grace Point, at least in SS and we didn’t eat many donuts. June doesn’t like Krispi Kreme donuts and evidently she is not alone. We will not try that again.
Good bless you; have a great week and thanks for reading the blog.