As soon as I read the word ‘again’ the lyrics of Thank You For the Cross drift through my mind.
Sometimes I forget about the cross and I need to look again.
When the image of it becomes too familiar, I look again.
When I self-condemn and forget he extinguished sin ONCE AND FOR ALL, I look again.
When I see my brothers and sisters lashing out in anger, I look again. I hear him say, “Forgive them. They don’t know what they’re doing.” I’m humbled by his mercy and I’m broken inside.
When resentment threatens to become more than a passing visitor, I look again. I marvel at his saving grace and I’m full of praise.
I look behind shaded eyes and see the highest of all kings in the most vulnerable position imaginable. He calls me his ‘friend?’ That is too absurd to understand.
Thank you for the cross, my friend.