This past Sunday we had our communion in church.
It always brings me mixed feelings: from one side we are remembering the horrendous death our Lord had on the cross, and at the same time we are celebrating that it was that sacrifice that gave us life.
It was there that Jesus took my sins, paid the price for them with His blood, died for me, and then afterwards resurrected beating death and its power.
The most shocking moment of Christ’s suffering on the cross is when he cries out “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”
At that moment, with all the sins of humanity on His shoulders He was too ugly in God’s eyes.
That is the point where I think: Every time I sin, I am putting more weight on His shoulders. I am making Him uglier to the Father.
Every time I fail to flee from immorality, every time I am unforgiving, every time I … (you can fill the blank with the area of your life you most frequently fail to be obedient), I am doing exactly that.
I don’t want that to happen.
That is my main motivation to do my part in the process of living a righteous life.
Have you thought about it that way before?