Christ crucified: the central truth

In our never-ending desire to move forward and make sure that everything we think, say, and do is relevant to modern living, too many of us have stopped concentrating on the wonders of Jesus crucified.
Too many of us have fumbled the most important truth of the Bible, and therefore we’ve suffered the consequences.
But it’s not too late to change. It’s not too late to reinstate and reestablish the obvious truth as the most important truth in your life–and to be caught up as never before in wonder over the love and grace of God.

CJ Mahaney, Living The Cross-Centered Life


Oswald Chambers March 27

Both God and Satan use the strategy of elevation, but Satan uses it in temptation, and the effect is quite different. When the devil elevates you to a certain place, he causes you to fasten your idea of what holiness is far beyond what flesh and blood could ever bear or achieve. Your life becomes a spiritual acrobatic performance high atop a steeple. You cling to it, trying to maintain your balance and daring not to move. But when God elevates you by His grace into heavenly places, you find a vast plateau where you can move about with ease.

Poured Out

Because I need to know.

Because sometimes, I need to feel overwhelmed, and not turn my eyes away from the chaos and confusion, turmoil and trauma, just because it’s easier. More comfortable.

Comfort. What a low goal to live for.

Maybe I need to be made a little bit uncomfortable, or a lotta bit. And not by carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders, but by carrying it to the One who made it all, and carries it all, anyway. But maybe, maybe He makes me, the made, the creation, to be uncomfortable, prodded and pricked, to bring it to Him—bring Him the hurt, the wailing of my soul that breaks out when I dare not turn away, when I look wide-eyed on suffering, on injustice, on violence and hunger and desperate need. He knows. He knows it all. He need not be made aware. But maybe I, I am the one who needs to know. Maybe I am the one who needs to know, because I am the one who needs changing. I am the one who needs to be spurred on to action, not because I have anything to offer in and of myself as a solution, but because the Maker has chosen the made, His molded earthen vessels, fragile and composed of dust, of clay, to move. To be His Hands and Feet. To pour out His grace and mercy on those in need, and show it that much more powerful by allowing it to come through such unlikely sources.

We, these vessels—I, this vessel—have not been made to sit pretty on a shelf. We are made to carry hurt and dirt to the One who can heal, the One who can clean, the One who can make it beautiful.

Will you ask yourself with me today, “Will I open my eyes to what is going on around me? Will I allow myself to be spurred on to action?” What can the Maker accomplish through the mades, the underdogs—who have been broken and bruised ourselves—who are willing to jump off the shelf and be the vessel He pours through to reach the needy and bleeding and hungry and torn? My guess is, a lot. Being made a little bit—or a lotta bit—uncomfortable—will yield eternal results far more valuable than our temporary comfort. And not just for us, but for those who have been ushered into the kingdom, brought to the feet of Jesus, to drink from His cup—because a couple of ragamuffin clay pots were willing to get up off their bottoms, be placed in His hands, and poured through. And He, the Maker, will be all the more delighted, and glorified for it.

“For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me will find it.” Matthew 16:25, NIV

To Him Who is Worthy, let us be poured out.


Unity Behold, how good and pleasant it is when brothers dwell in unity! Brothers and sisters, let’s be the Body today. Let us tear down the fences and love, truly love, one another. Not a superficial facade of love, but a true “I love you so much that I’m willing to tear down the fences between us, step into your mud, and let you see mine” love, a Jesus kind of love. If we’re not the ones showing the world His love, who is? If we are the divisive, the ones who “love” one another at a safe distance, how will they see what–Who–Love really is? I love you, brothers and sisters–all of you. Not nearly as well as I should, but through the grace of God, I’m willing to tear down the fences. Are you?

Psalm 121 I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come? My help comes from the Lord , who made heaven and earth. He will not let your foot be moved; he who keeps you will not slumber. Behold, he who keeps Israel will neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord is your keeper; the Lord is your shade on your right hand. The sun shall not strike you by day, nor the moon by night. The Lord will keep you from all evil; he will keep your life. The Lord will keep your going out and your coming in from this time forth and forevermore.