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Good Friday: The Call of the Cross

It’s Good Friday.

My mind naturally goes to the cross today.

I’ve been thinking about it all week.

His love, His mercy.

His sacrifice.

Needing Jesus.

Waiting on Him.

Contemplating the depth of this week, and hoping He might reveal Himself to me more in the midst of it.

I’ve been thinking a lot about the life of Jesus, and the life of His followers.

Jesus was never ambiguous about his desires for us.

I love that.

I love that I know the desires of His heart for his followers.

To love others.

To forgive.

To be holy as he is holy.

To love him with all our heart, soul, mind, and strength.

To take up our cross and follow him.

To imitate him.

To give everything in our pursuit of Christ, even if it’s hard.

Even if it means huge lifestyle changes.

Even if it means death.

Yet, I struggle to piece together what exactly it looks like.

The truth is, it looks different for everyone.

Some are called to be moms and raise their children up in the Lord.

Others are called as missionaries to the front lines of Iraq, ministering to those displaced by war.

Some are preachers,

Some are nurses,

Some sit quietly behind a desk all day pushing paper and teach Bible study on Sunday.

We are His hands and feet to the world.

Regardless of what it looks like, the important part, what we absolutely cannot forget, is that we are called .

It’s not just the full time church ministers called to service, it’s you and me, too.

We are called to be the light of the world.

We are called to love others as Jesus did and to show them the Way, the Truth, and the Life.

The methods may change, but the call does not.

When I reflect on what Jesus did on Good Friday, I think about the cost.

I’m not sure how often we take a quiet moment to truly absorb the events that unfolded and the horrific shame and physical agony he endured.

All because of His love.

All because He is holy and hates sin. So much that He was willing to die to atone for ours.

The least, the very least we can do, is offer our lives as living sacrifices to bring Him glory.

We are all called.

That’s not the question.

The question is- what are we going to do about it?

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