by Kim Avery
A favorite author of mine, Brennan Manning, has the incredible gift of describing Jesus in raw, unexpected, and totally heart captivating ways. On this Good Friday of Holy Week, I would like to share with you, in Brennan’s own words, his experience of the incomparable Christ.
“In the winter of 1968, I lived in a cave in the mountains of the Zaragosta Desert in Spain. For seven months I saw no one, never heard the sound of a human voice…”
“On the night of December 13th, during what began as a long and lonely hour of prayer, I heard in faith Jesus Christ say, “For love of you I left my Father’s side. I came to you who ran from me, fled me, who did not want to hear my name. For love of you I was covered with spit, punched, beaten, and affixed to the wood of the cross.”
“These words are burned on my life. Whether I am in a state of grace or disgrace, elation or depression, that night of fire quietly burns on. I looked at the crucifix for a long time, figuratively saw the blood streaming from every pore of his body, and heard the cry of his wounds: ‘This isn’t a joke. It is not a laughing matter to me that I have loved you.’ The longer I looked, the more I realized that no man has ever loved me and no one ever could love me as he did. I went out of the cave, stood on the precipice, and shouted into the darkness, ‘Jesus, are you crazy? Are you out of your mind to have loved me so much?’”
“This is the only God who counts. Christ on the cross is not a mere theological precondition for salvation. He is God’s enduring Word to the world saying, ‘See how much I love you.’”
My heart bows in thanks to the God whose sacred stain soaked deep enough to save this soul.
How could He love me so much?
What truths is God laying on your heart this Easter? I hope you’ll share in the comment box below.