Monday, August 8, 2011


Spending 18 hours in the car does have a few benefits. One of them is that it gave me plenty of time to think. With life being so busy for me lately it seems like I rarely have time to have my own thoughts. But after a few days of vacation and relaxation in Florida my mind was refreshed.

So I spent most of the early hours Saturday morning thinking about love and what the perfect symbol of love is. I thought about a kiss. I kiss my daughters daily as a way of showing them how much I love them. I thought about a wedding ring and the unending circle it symbolizes. Then I thought about the cross. Now many times people don't view the cross as a symbol of love, but as a symbol of punishment or pain.

I view it as a symbol of love because Christ didn't have to hang on the cross. He knew it was coming. He knew the physical pain and agony it would cause Him. He prayed in the garden that if it be possible that there was another way that God would save Him from it, but also said for Gods will to be done. It was my sin that nailed Him to the cross, and it was His love that held Him there. It's amazing to think about.

So when I look at the cross I see the pain, I see the suffering, but I also see the love. The unconditional, never-ending love of my savior that held Him to the cross. Christ loves me and everyone else enough to do that. Knowing that at times I would turn my back on Him. He loves me anyway and always stands watching and ready for me to come home. One of my favorite songs is "still calls me son" by John Waller. A picture of love. BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop