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Quoting Max

Good morning. It is Monday, March 21, 2022. Jeanette Stark here.

I am really at a loss regarding to what to write about this morning. As I sat staring at my computer screen, I thought about writing about my visit to my mom’s this weekend. Mom lives in Waldport, and it was a lovely visit. I try to go every 2 or 3 months. But nothing was coming. Should I write about how excited my animals were to see me? After all, I had been gone a whole 48 hours. No, nothing. Should I write about the returned Canada Goose and how this year it has taken up occupancy in the Osprey’s nest since its nest disintegrated over the winter. Nah. Then I opened my book written by Max Lucado.

I oversee morning worship on Monday and today I shared the following. It touched me deeply. I pray it does the same for you.

“Come with me to the hill of Calvary. Watch as the soldiers shove the Carpenter to the ground and stretch his arms against the beams. One Presses a knee against a forearm and a spike against a hand. Jesus turns his face toward the nail as the soldier lifts the hammer to strike it.

Couldn’t Jesus have stopped him? With a flex of the biceps, with a clench of the fist, he could have resisted. Is this not the same hand that stilled the sea? Summoned the dead?

But the fist doesn’t clench…and the moment isn’t aborted.

The mallet rings and skin rips and the blood begins to drip, then rush. Then the questions follow. Why? Why didn’t Jesus resist?

“Because he loved us,” we reply. That is true, wonderfully true, but, forgive me, only partially true. There is more to his reason. He saw something that made him stay. As the soldier pressed his arm, Jesus rolled his head to the side, and with his cheek resting on the wood, he saw:

A mallet? Yes.

A nail? Yes.

The soldiers hand? Yes.

But he saw something else. Between his hand and the wood, there was a list. A long list. A list of our mistakes; our lusts and lies and greedy moments and prodigal years. A list of our sins.

The bad decisions from last year. The bad attitudes from last week. There, in broad daylight for all of heaven to see, was a list of your mistakes.

He saw the list! He knew the price of those sins was death. He knew the source of those sins was you, and since he couldn’t bear the thought of eternity without you, he chose the nails. – Max Lucado “3:16 The Numbers of Hope”

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