It has become very clear to me that I make my own Gods and bow down to them. The temptation is so great to take my eyes off the real God, because that God cannot be “seen” the same way the Gods I make can be seen. So – in a sense – I say to my Lord Jesus, “You say you are God. That’s fine but I have my own, thank you very much. My idols, those self-made Gods, have become central to my meaning-making.” I don’t need Christ. “Crucify him, crucify him. Who cares? He says he is God, but I don’t trust him.”
Ponder this. Christ dies at my hands; I crucify Christ all the time. I claim this and ask forgiveness.
And so the Resurrection. God saying, “You want me out of your life. I am not leaving.”
And so I say, “Thank God.”
See you next week.
