As the years have passed all my excuses seem to have boiled down to answering just one question; am I content at the cross, or to ask it in a more embarrassing way, am I content with just the cross? Do I need more than just Christ’s death on the cross to feel good about myself and to believe I can successfully tackle the drudgery of each day? Do I need more in my life than just the assurance Christ loves me, to be able to deal calmly with people who anger and disappoint me? Can I struggle with circumstances beyond my control, without losing my self-control, just by remembering what Christ did for me on a dusty hill outside Jerusalem? Do I have the courage to make bold, urgent decisions without enough information just because Christ paid the price? When the floodwaters overwhelm will just reminding myself God is all I need keep me afloat, or will I instead depend on bottles or pills to summon the courage to carry on day after day? Finally, will just the comfort of his presence be enough to distract me from this all too real world, or will I instead turn to magazines, the internet, or the latest fad in self-help psychology?
Are you content with just the cross?
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