My thoughts for HIM. Only HIM

"He who loved, gave His son

Saw his tears on the cross

He who died felt the weight

Of the world through the nails"

           

               I'm a fan of mushy movies. Nicholas Sparks' novels are one of the mushiest I know. It's good to cry sometimes over a tragic ending or heartbreaking scene. It's good to cry cos you know it's not gonna last and you'll recover soon. It's just really feel good to feel different emotions once in a while to spice up your life. And if you're someone like me, I wanna ask you, have you seen the 'Passion of the Christ' movie? 

             Me, I haven't. I probably have seen some short scenes in YouTube, but I never had the courage to watch the whole movie. I remember that I would automatically cover my eyes cos it's so painful to watch. It's okay if you think I'm weak. You may think Sparks' movies makes you cry just the same. Or other movies are even more tearjerker. But this one's very different. Sometimes, I would wish that this movie is an exaggeration. I would hope that Jesus never really suffered like that. But I know better. The whip they used on Him really cut his flesh and even peeled off his skin. The thorn crown was carelessly put on his head, blood came dropping on his face. They beat Him, spit on Him, made fun of Him, gambled for His clothes, and nailed Him on the cross. Just reading it in the Bible already stings the heart, but watching it makes me lose strength. I'm glad someone made a movie out of it. It is for those people who may not have time to read the Bible or for those who may actually need a re-enactment to fully understand the passion of Christ. This is not a simple story you're gonna cry over then you'll forget afterwards. It's not something you can ignore and that it's actually okay whether you're aware of it or not. This is reality and this is actually all about you and about life itself. 

                  You will never know your purpose in this world unless you find out and fully understand what remarkable thing happened two thousand years ago. We celebrate it every year but do we truly understand? Do we take it by heart? Do we only remember it during the holy week? It's not an ordinary celebration like birthdays or Christmas. It was a victorious moment when Jesus has won us over sin. The great transfer; the biggest sacrifice. He was righteous, we were sinners. On that fateful day, the world witnessed the agony of Jesus, who carried all our sins in His shoulders, transferred his righteousness within us, and died on the cross with our sins. 

But he was pierced for our rebellion,
crushed for our sins.
He was beaten so we could be whole.
He was whipped so we could be healed. (Isaiah 53:5)

                Now, do we remember just because we celebrate it the traditional way? There's nothing wrong with tradition. But we should never forget. We should repent for our sins, not because the event is asking us too, but because it's the only way to give justice of what Jesus died for on that cross. Repentance is not done by hurting yourself by whip, or nailing yourself on the cross. It is by asking for forgiveness from God, surrendering your whole life to Him, and making a pact no to sin again. Ever again. Holy week is not your scapegoat to pay for your sin by doing sacrifices then eventually doing it over and over after the Holy week is over. You are fooling yourself. Your sins have been paid for two thousand years ago. God doesn't need those sacrifices you are doing right now cause He will only accept the sacrifice that Jesus did before. A sacrifice made by the perfect lamb. As Jesus said on the cross, "It is finished". No continuation, no part 2, no second batch. It is done. The only way to receive this grace from God is by giving your faith in Him, trusting Christ alone, and living your life in Him.

             If you're still clueless or simply doesn't care about that significant moment that ever happened in human history, I wanted to say that I pity you. You don't know whom to thank for with those abundant blessings you are receiving. You can't feel this certain bliss of just being showered by His love and attention. You never experience the heart-pounding, knees buckling, and tear-jerking moments even just by singing praise and worship for Him. You will never feel the goosebumps, that wonderful goosebumps, whenever He tries to hug you. I wanted to say that I pity you, but I actually don't. Because guess what? The good news is, it's not too late. It's never too late. Our time is short, but Jesus is persistent. He built His church a long time ago, He was well-prepared. He trained His own armies to save all humanities. So I say, guys and girls, this isn't the time to slack off. Don't close your ears from His call. Quit struggling from His embrace. Surrender your life to Jesus. Leave your sinful ways. Because you know that when Jesus gave His life for us on that cross, that will be the first and the last time. If you still refuse to accept Him as your God and live your life for Him, there will be no other Jesus who can save us this time. You know there wouldn't. You take it, or you leave it. So think about it.

                    I'm no pastor, nor preacher, or any group leader, so you may think I don't have the rights to act as a know-it-all and so-holy-like in this entry. To be honest, in our church, I'm just starting to build my own part. But I'm learning a lot, thanks to our victory pastors who have been very good in  guiding us with our spiritual journey. God blesses Pastor Jonas who has always been very effective in what he do. I was in the right place, I'm with the right people, I have the Bible, and I had Jesus all along. Anyone could speak about his words. It was His command. As long as your speaking the truth, do not be afraid. God is with you. This is the real essence of this blog. Very few will read it I know. But what's essential is I have shared my thoughts for Him. only Him.