My Weekend Experience: A Feeling Of Victory And Strength
Greetings everyone, you're welcome to my blog.
Indeed my weekend has been a fruitful one. We're still in the Easter celebration. This week wouldn't have been fruitful if not for what Jesus Christ did on the cross of Calvary.
My experience this weekend is different from others. That is because I have mixed feelings about myself and what happened on the cross of Calvary.
Indeed, he wasn't a bad person, nor was he a killer; he went through difficult times on the cross of Calvary. I still recall what he said on the cross of Calvary when he was weak and tired.
He was flesh and blood, and the experiences he had while on the cross, no man on this earth has ever experienced such.
He was a just man, but he had to die for the remission of our sins. Though at some point he wanted to give up on the task. Fear gripped him because the burden was so heavy on him.
He told the father, if it's possible, let the cup pass him by. But it wasn't possible. That's because he was the only one who was worthy to carry out the task.
He was already ordained to do the sacrifice. Had he not allowed himself to be used, we wouldn't have received the redemption we have today.
Indeed this weekend reminds me of a man who was once slain for my sins. A man whose sacrifice gave me life and victory. Indeed, his death has given me the strength and courage to face the world boldly.
The joy that I have is something I can't explain. One man's death has shaken the whole world and has given people more reason to serve him in spirit and in truth.
Celebrating the death of Christ is something I love doing. That' because he paid the price no man has ever paid for me. He is the best sacrificial lamb I've ever heard of.
He was blemish and upright, then it pleases God to release him to bear our pain and carry our sorrow. I'm feeling so sorry for him. I feel bad each time I look at the way his hands were nailed to the cross.
Blood dripped down from his hands and water from his ribs. A thorn was put on his head, and blood dripped down. He wept till he was exhausted.
This has added additional work for me. I need to get more involved in the things of God than ever before. I won't allow his sacrifice on the cross of Calvary to be wasted.
As a child of God, this is not a season of merriment, but a season of adjustment and reminiscing on our wrong paths. It should be a period that marks a turning point in the life of every Christian.
Christ alone is needed at this point. We must not nail him to the cross the second time. Let's keep remembering his crucifixion, death, and resurrection.
Thank you.