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Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Can You Even Imagine??

Easter week.

The blogger is full of testimonies.

So many minds are focused...hearts desiring to try and understand the depth of what it truly meant for Christ to walk the road to a cross.

But is it even possible to grasp the magnitude of the journey walked to win your heart? I don't think our minds are capable of actually getting it...but yet, we try.

For me, Easter began in a manger, when God stepped out of heaven and into a mortal body...


Wrapped in the arms of a human mother, a babe so fragile and skinned in imperfection...

I see Him looking up at her with aged eyes, still blurry with newborn vision...

I hear the echo of a cry so delicately laced with the deepest roar of love, yielded and humbled...

Did He wince at the first beat within His chest, numbered and fated?

Was it cold, the coverings of flesh somehow lacking from the warmth of perfection?

Was my name among the thoughts that ran thru His mind as He longed for His Father's company?

Easter began the moment that He raised His infant voice to alert the world that He was here...and I know in my heart that as His sweet and innocent cry echoed out across the wind, Satan heard it and froze...first from fear and then from pride. I know Easter began in that manger because it was then that my Creator was vulnerable to Hate's grasp for the first time...ever.

So as I work my way around to the night of His heartfelt prayers in a darkened garden, charged with the energy of His enemy's temptation...


the night of His desperation and tears...

the night when He came as close to "doubt" as God can possible come due to the fact that His heart was already trembling from fear and pain....

when I think of God Himself sprawled out on the ground, asking for any other way to face this, but humbling Himself to the will of the Father out of love for me...

when I get to this night, I can only tremble and cry...knowing my face may have been one of the many that flashed before His eyes, filling His heart with the courage to say "...but Your will be done."

I tremble and I cry...

and I haven't even gotten to the kiss that had to have ripped His heart in two...

to the beatings that took Him to death's doorstep but stopped just short...

to the illegal trials or the denials among His trusted...

to the walk under the weight of a crushing cross that is the symbol of all my own sin and shame...

I haven't even gotten to the nails, the bitter wine, the gambling for His clothes or the humiliation that was His as He hung, His heart still focused on a love that defies nature and the enemy who put Him there.

I can't...because my mind still sees the baby, wrapped up in the loving arms of a young girl as she leans back on the man who chose to love her.

I see His sweet eyes, blinking and searching...His tender hands, as they reach out to feel what He can't yet see while His innocent voice raises to the heavens announcing His arrival at the appointed destination.

Easter's journey began when the Creator became the created in order to undo the wrong done with the doubt-filled bite from an apple...

I mean, can you even imagine???  It all began with a sweet cry...

and ended with the same: "It is finished."

Hallelujah!

Amen.

Looking up, with a heart pure due to His sacrifice, as always...

10 comments:

alicia said...

Tears run down my face as I imagine the birth of a babe, the pain of His earthly mother who was there for both, life and death, and then life again. All for us. No. I can't imagine. But this week I will do my best to try.
Much love to you this Holy Week!

Karen said...

Heart wrenching, Bina. I can't imagine, I can only kneel in unworthiness. Blessings, this Easter week.

Jennifer said...

So true, and so beautiful. Injustice as its worst, and He would have done it all over again for just one. Humbling.

destrella said...

Thank you Bina. Love you girl! :O)

Sara said...

Eloquent as always, speaking to my heart again. What more can be said in light of the wonder, the horror, the beauty, and the tragedy......in light of all He endured and accomplished, just for ME. Love you, sweet sister. Have a blessed week.

Faith Imagined said...

Thank you Jesus for your sacrifice! I can't imagine but only stand in awe!!! Beautiful thoughts and beautiful writing Bina!

Tea With Tiffany said...

Thank you, Jesus. It is finished and You are alive. Your love is enough for all mankind.

Have a beautiful weekend, Bina, celebrating our savior. He is risen.

Kelly Langner Sauer said...

oh the things Mary could never erase... beautiful, Bina.

Kim said...

Goosebumps.

Amazing.

Amen.

Laura said...

This was beautiful, Bina. Both from the heart of a mother and the heart of a child of His.

Lovely.

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