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The Musings of a Stubborn Believer

People Cry

I have one question. 
And my question is why.
Beads of sweat glistening on my brow, three-fourths of the way down the field on a mission to plunder noxious weeds– I stop. I stare horrified at nothingness as the agonized words of my friend pound home. 
“Why!?! . . .  People cry over little stories of cats and dogs–“


“But there’s no weeping over the cross.” 
“No sorrow over the sacrifice.”
“Right. Why?…”


  1. If we could only realize the reality, the bigness, the pain…. All for us.. I think we would be touched to the core. Touched to action for the one that dose so much…

    Sounds like you and Tash had a nice time in TN!! (missed you at church and all)

  2. mm why do we….

    it got me thinking

  3. Wow, brother, this is so true. This is something I have given a lot of thought to over the past few months. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it ever since I read a particular quote that caused me to do a lot of reflection on how I relate to the cross of Calvary and the sacrifice that He made for me. I actually just posted a blog post with the quote that I am referring to if you'd like to read it for yourself.

  4. I'll never forget the day God struck me with the thought: that I was singing "The Old Rugged Cross", and I did not mean it. I did not love and cherish the cross my Jesus died on. It struck me at a core level, and I pray I will never be the same again.

    The question that keeps ringing in my head: How to present Jesus and the cross (the most amazing subject in the world) to Christians without sounding trite and boring? Yep, it should have us crying.

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