Still He Walked



 He could hear the crowds screaming,

"Crucify!  ~  Crucify!"

He could hear the hatred in their voices,
These were His chosen people. He loved
them, and they were going to crucify Him.
He was beaten; bleeding and weakened . . .

His heart was broken,

But still He walked.



He could see the crowd as He came from
the palace. He knew each of the faces so
well. He had created them. He knew every
smile, laugh, and shed tear, But now they
were contorted with rage and anger . . .

His heart broke,

But still He walked.



His disciples had left, denied, and even
betrayed Him. He searched the crowd
for a loving face and He saw very few.
Then He turned His eyes to the only One
that mattered, and He knew that He
would never be alone. He looked back at
the crowd, at the people who were spitting at
 Him, throwing rocks at Him and mocking
Him, and He knew that because of Him,
they would never be alone.

So for them,

He Walked.



The sounds of the hammer striking the
spikes echoed through the crowd.
The sounds of His cries echoed even louder,
The cheers of the crowd, as His hands and
feet were nailed to the cross, intensified
with each blow. Loudest of all was the still
small voice inside His heart that whispered,

"I am with You, My Son"

And God's heart broke.

He had let His Son walk.



Jesus could have asked God to end His
suffering, but instead He asked God
to forgive; not to forgive Him, but to
forgive the ones who were persecuting
Him.  As He hung on that cross, dying
an unimaginable death, He looked out
and saw, not only the faces in the crowd,
But also, the face of every person yet to be,
And His heart filled with love. As His body
was dying, His heart was alive.

Alive with the limitless,

Unconditional Love He feels for each of Us.

That is why He walked.



When I forget how much my God loves me,
I remember His walk. When I wonder if I
can be forgiven, I remember His walk.
When I need reminder of how to live like
Christ, I think of His walk.
And to show Him how much I love Him,

I wake up each morning, turn my eyes to Him,

And I Walk.


Carrie McCutcheon



 


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