The Greatest Love Story

          What is the greatest love story? It is not of the love that exists between a mother and her child. It is not the story of a man and his dog. It is not a tale of passionate love between a man and a woman.
It is the love of God for His creation.
Imagine… the One true God, creator and sustainer of the universe, humbling Himself to take on the form of human flesh. Entering this world as a helpless baby, willing to become one of us so that He might save our souls. Why?
Because He loved us.
But we didn’t understand.
No… we couldn’t understand. Our minds were weak, our hearts were selfish. We mocked Him. We spat on Him. We shoved Him to the ground and watched with wicked delight as blood poured from His wounds. Wounds He gladly bore for us. No, we didn’t understand what this Nazarene was trying to do. But we didn’t like it.
Death on a cross – a punishment saved for the worst of men. This God-man, stripped of glory, honor, and dignity, dragged His cross up Calvary’s hill. His body had been beaten, His flesh flayed apart. He had been through more pain than any human could endure.
Yet He continued to love us.
Nails were driven through His hands, pinning Him to the cross. Thorns punctured His head. Voices screamed, shouted, mocked. The world grew dim. His head fell to His chest, and one last breath left His lips. A shout of victory went up.
But they spoke too soon.
Three days later, He arose. Like the sun breaking through the clouds, Jesus overcame death and won the battle for our souls.
There never has, and never will, be such an epic and powerful love story. A perfect, sinless God, giving up His life for the most vile of sinners. Have you ever heard of such love?
Never let yourself forget what Jesus did on the cross that day. Never forget the blood He shed to ransom us. If He hadn’t risen from the grave, we would still be lost in our sin.
He is risen! Praise God for His everlasting love.

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        Around six or seven years ago, I drew a series of pictures depicting the Easter story. Every year I would tape them on the wall in our stairwell. A couple of weeks ago, I found these drawings, and thought I would share them with you.

Jesus at Gethsemane

Before Pilate

On the cross

Going to the tomb

He is risen!

~Riah