“my sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part, but the whole,
is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
‘praise the Lord, praise the Lord, o my soul.'”
Can you believe, that all the sin that you’ve committed, day-in and day-out, is completely nailed to the cross? that before time even, Jesus knew your sin and he bore it on his shoulders, he went through excruciating physical pain, and even suffered the rejection of His Father in order that some day we might be able to spend eternity with him? Pretty dang crazy. I dont know if I could endure that. as a matter of fact i’m pretty sure I wouldnt endure that, i’d have given up. But he said, “not my will but yours be done, o Lord.” I’m amazed.
tonight I went to the Chapel for service. I guess every year they’ve had this tradition of writing your sins on a piece of paper and literally nailing it to the cross yourself, hammer and nail… everyone in the service does that. seriously powerful! To just hear the people hammering their nails into the cross hurt me. It came to me in real-life, overwhelming agony, that He died for me. That each and every day I nail him back on that cross… and i’m sure, that if he had to do it agian he would… but he already paid that price, its already over and he’ll never again have to get back up on that cross. totally amazing and unbelievable. I was shocked when they put the cross up in front of everyone… it was completely covered in paper and nails. and that was only an auditorium of 3,000 people. there were 4 other services that night… and that is only one instand, only one year, only one decade, only one millenia… not to mention all the way back since the world began did he take on all of that sin… there wouldnt be enough paper in the world to write down all of the sin that we’ve comitted. it just wouldnt be possible. My sins alone would take up volumes and volumes of books, and i’m just one person. Imagine all of humanity writing down every little nit-picky thing that they’ve done wrong, and having everyone else that’s ever come in contact with that person write down everything that they think that person has done wrong and it would take hundreds of years to put it all together… again, only one person… too crazy!
Crazy thing is, if it were only for me, he would have done it… he loved ME so much that he died for ME that I would be with him for all eternity. He totally would have done it for any one, and only one, of us… I’m so not worth it (in my eyes), but in his, I mean, I’m the world to him. I’m what he created this world for. I dont get it, but I dont think i’m supposed to. I think i’m just supposed to marvel at what he’s done and be so stinkin amazed by it that it just causes me to praise!
“Once again I look upon that cross where you died. I’m humbled by your mercy and I’m broken inside. Once agian I thank you, Once again I pour out my life.”
“Still more awesome than I know…“
“Praise the Lord,
Praise the Lord,
O my soul!”