The Wondrous Cross of Christmas

When I survey the wondrous cross

on which the Prince of Glory died;

my richest gain I count but loss,

and pour contempt on all my pride.


Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,

save in the death of Christ, my God;

all the vain things that charm me most,

I sacrifice them to his blood.


See, from his head, his hands, his feet,

sorrow and love flow mingled down.

Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,

or thorns compose so rich a crown.


Were the whole realm of nature mine,

that were an offering far too small;

love so amazing, so divine,

demands my soul, my life, my all.

 

This song was a part of tonight’s Christmas eve service and was extremely convicting. Over the last few months I have increasingly been leaning on my own understanding rather than trusting the Lord to fulfill his purposes regarding my life. The results: stress, anger, and discontentment. I find that my focus drifts from the end goal and my thoughts become increasingly indecisive and confused.

In this time of Christmas celebrations and festivities it is easy to forget that the Savior who was born in the manger was also the Lord of lords whose obedience, death, and resurrection offers a salvation demanding the entirety of my existence.  The relatively insignificant fears that have held me captive must be laid at the foot of the cross. The hidden dreams that I have been fighting for must be laid at the foot of the cross. My pride, my successes, and my victories must not be my reason for existence or boasting, for the only place to boast is in the cross of Jesus Christ.

May this beautiful hymn become the theme and song of my life as I lay everything that is of me before the cross of my Savior that my joy might be full in Him (John 15:11).

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