I have learned to love Easter. When I was little it was just
another holiday to get stuff. In fact it was a break. I went on Easter break
before there was spring break.
A few years back my relationship with God changed. I finally
became convicted. I was losing my own personal flesh war. I wasn’t losing in an
outward way, that manifested in symptoms. In fact I wasn’t losing in an eternal
way either. I was sealed, bought and paid for. My belief in God was never in
question. Jesus as something other than my Lord and Savior never crossed my
mind. My destination has and always will be Heaven, but how would I arrive.
The Grace given to me by God was going to waste. My heart
was not in line to my destination. I was disappointing the Man who took my
place on the Cross. I was breaking His heart.
Here I was at best a back sliding Christian, my heart
betrayed most if not all the Commandments of God. It’s in our nature to be that
way, but I had not fully accepted my accountability of the Cross. I saw it like
this one day:
There I stood convicted and sentenced to death. I could not
plea deal or negotiate my way out. No defense attorney or riches could save me.
No good and righteous judge would have mercy on me. I was walking in shackles
to the cross. Just then, a man that knows all about me, every wrong I had committed, and every person I had hurt walks toward me. This Man comes up
beside me, places His hand on my back, and says, “I got this”. Before I can react
He is shackled and taken toward the Cross.
Now I’m being pulled away. I’m speechless. I want to yell
thank you. I want to ask why, I just want to talk to Him, but they won’t let me
close to Him. He has to pay my debt alone. I’m forced to watch from a distance.
There is no repayment. I cannot do anything to repay this
Man.
But now my works, my heart, should be a reflection of the Man
that saved me. I have to acknowledge my heart is changed. I have to let that
show. I have to stop wasting Grace.
I know Jesus doesn’t hold this over my head, but when your
heart takes a hit like that you have to change. You should change.
Over the past few years I feel better, I know I’m making positive
yards. I finally get Easter. I feel better about how I’ll arrive in Heaven.
Lord knows I’m not perfect, but I’m changed because I finally saw Easter for
what it is.
