The cross in this photo is a prototype for a commission Paul was called on to sculpt many years ago. It’s an empty cross, but the darkened shadows depict Jesus’ blood – shed for the redemption of all mankind. The commission was never completed, because it was deemed too gruesome. The prototype hangs in our home as a reminder of the suffering Lamb of God who died on our behalf. The original cross that Christ carried through the streets of Jerusalem on that first Good Friday was a gruesome cross; filled with blood, sweat and tears. His body no longer hangs there, but the memory of the price paid will never die. We must never forget the cost.
He died that I could live. He suffered pain and loss.
He gave all He could give, upon that rugged cross.
But on that dreadful day, so many years ago,
For my sins He did pay, so freedom I would know.
The story didn’t end there. He came to life once more.
To show me that I too will live within His heavenly door.
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