Why the Cross Matters Most

Is it possible to talk too much about the cross?

I ask this question only because some preachers and writers and teachers seem to talk about the cross a lot.  Some do so almost continually.  We can understand why they might carry on in this way because we know the primacy and weight of Calvary.  But there are still times this thought crosses many of our minds:  “Great, so I understand the cross is important.  But can’t we move on to the next topic?”

We say this sort of thing when we feel our faith is about more than Jesus.  And in one sense, we can say this is true.  Our faith is about God’s glory, and our joy, and loving others, and meeting the needs of the oppressed, and being made holy, and sojourning through life, and laying up treasures in heaven, and all sorts of other things.

U2 and the Unfashionable Cross...

It seems like everyone I know has been to, or is going to, hear u2 live in October.  They're out on the west coast, doing a tour and so Christians between 20 and 40 are making the pilgrimage.  Before I continue, I'll offer the caveat that I love u2.  I just returned from running stairs and Bono was my companion because, after the 10th set of sprints it's true:  I still haven't found what I'm looking for.  Their music, lyrics, and leverging of fame for social good are all inspiring and exemplery.  Still.... 

My concern resides in our age old tendency to reshape the gospel so that it matches our own personal ideals and passions.  Right now social justice is fashionable.  There's good reason for this, and it's a welcome swing of the pendulum from the old days, when missionaries would (at least according to missiological legend) hand out tape recorders, the Bible on tape, and tracts, before handing out food, "just in case someone perishes without knowing Christ."  We've come a long way from that, but just as that was fashionable then, wells in Africa are fashionable now.  

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It's a Good Day

I always wondered why it was called “Good Friday.” I mean, Jesus was brutally tortured and hung on a cross. There were dark skies and earthquakes and torn veils. Seems more like “Bad Friday,” doesn’t it? Really, has humanity ever had a worse day? The one time the God of the universe was actually walking around in human form on earth, and what do we do? We kill him. That’s pretty bad.

Yet we call it Good Friday. And sure enough, it is a good day. In spite of the horrors of the crucifixion, in spite of the horrors of our own sin and depravity, it is a good day. Why? Because of the last words Jesus uttered before he gave up his spirit: It is finished.

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