We have this hymn request from Erlene–He Looked Beyond My Faults, by Carroll Roberson. She’s not feeling quite the ticket today, so let’s keep her in our prayers.
I consider it a blessing that I live in a time and place in which there are no public crucifixions. That makes it difficult to understand the horror of such a thing, and the magnitude of Our Lord’s sacrifice: that he should have consented to undergo the cross for our sake is almost more than I can grasp.
We can take it as a given that everyone who isn’t a crawling squid of a liberal is going to be called a fascist, Hitler, hater and biggit, etc.
Now that I’ve finally made the grade as a “christofascist,” I was wondering just what that is. So I looked it up.
It’s anybody who’s not a crawling squid of a liberal and who, besides, affirms that Jesus Christ is, by right, King of Kings and Lord of Lords.
The mob in Jerusalem who yelled for the crucifixion of Christ–nowadays, George Soros would have paid them–affirmed that they, for their part, “have no king but Caesar” (John 19:15). This is unfortunately true of liberals today, statists to the core. The New Jerusalem that they seek is only Moscow in the 1930s.
We are told that “christofascists” seek to impose themselves and their beliefs on other religions and cultures. Well, duh, who does most of the imposing, these days? Who goes running to a court every time they want to impose their beliefs on society at large? It ain’t us, Sunshine.
As for fascism–sorry, but as far as I’m concerned, words still have specific meanings; otherwise they’re useless for communicating–it is only authoritarian government in bed with a few favored business leaders. Throw in a few favored labor unions with it, and you’ve got the Obama regime.
As a Christian, I openly affirm the lawful right of Jesus Christ to rule as king over His Father’s whole creation and pray for the day when that becomes reality.
Requested by Erlene: John Starnes singing When He Was on the Cross, I Was on His Mind.
As a challenge to the spirit, try to imagine hearing the Gospel now for the very first time, never having heard a word of it before. What in our own lives can prepare us for the savagery of the Crucifixion? How are we to measure that against the pure goodness of Jesus Christ? There are some parts of this fallen world where people can imagine such things easily. We in America are blessed in that we can’t.
No–our greatest peril is to fall into the trap of taking Jesus Christ for granted. I don’t know about you, but I have to shock myself out of that from time to time.
Michael W. Smith deserves a curtain call after Awesome God, so here, by poplar demand, he is with Shout to the Lord, accompanied by clips from the film, The Gospel of Matthew.
I could not bear to contemplate the cruel brutality of the Crucifixion if it were not followed, three days later, by the unquenchable glory of the Resurrection. He is risen! Christ Pantocrator, Lord of All: King of Kings and Lord of Lords. Forever. Forever. Forever!