When I Look at the Cross, by Brad Nickel

When I look at the Cross I have to fight to hold back the tears. I see the horror, the brutality,
the mockery, the excruciating pain, the blood, the suffering, the hands and feet, the nails, the power,
the obedience to His Father, the glory, the innocence, the eyes, the love of God, and forgiveness.
If Jesus had been a mere mortal like you and I, would He truly have done what He did? I know I probably
would not have if I had been seen as the chosen one or called by God to do this, even as God would be with me
through it all giving me the strength and courage. That alone just tells me Jesus was undoubtedly
the Son of God, of Man. And what about Simon, could you have picked up Jesus’ cross as he did?
Would you be able to carry it to Jesus’ death? Though I was not alive in Jesus’ time,
He still died for me and all mankind of yesterday, today, and tomorrow. And I know that if I were
the only one He had to bear the burden of being the ultimate and last sacrifice for, He still would
have followed through in obedience to His Father, and for me. That ultimate burden has saved many,
that ultimate burden was carrying the Cross to Golgotha, our Calvary, and dying a horrible death upon it.
Not because He wanted too, but because God sent His only Son, Jesus, to be our Lord and Savoir, and He was obedient.
Glory be to God our Father!!! Precious Jesus, precious Jesus. He saved me. Now it's time to pick up our cross,
it's my time to be obedient to God. That's what I see, when I look at the Cross.