It was you, I had in mind

"As I stood there in that garden, knowing that my time was soon approaching…to carry man’s eternal burden and stare death right in the eyes, It was you that I had in mind.

And as the multitudes surrounded me, led by him who was once a part of me. Armed with weapons of destruction, pointing them at me, as though I had sinned beyond redemption. In that moment the reality of my solitude became evident. My journey to agony was at hand.

I looked around as they dragged me into the dark night, but there was no one…not one on my side. But this I allowed, so that you would forever remain by my father’s side.

Rejected and denied, not once but three times, by him who promised to always be by my side.

But during all this, it was you that I had in mind.

They dragged me back and forth, placing me before their rulers, trying to find my fault, baring false witness against me, my accusers.

They struck me, had me blind folded, they mocked me, they had my body in bondage

The pain was unbearable, the anguish unimaginable. But the worst was yet to arrive, what I had to pay was a high price. But I had you in mind.

They flogged me, whipped me, and lashed my body to a pulp. But I was not about to give up.

Then it was time for my coronation, as they sought nothing else but my humiliation. But this was all for your and their redemption.

They placed on my head the crown of thorns, they stuck into my skin, but it was you that I had in thought, for the forgiveness of your sin.

Then on my shoulders they placed the instrument of my demise, freeing the guilty man, yet deeming me worthy to be crucified. But this was not a surprise, this is the plan the father had devised, so that you might not parish but have eternal life.

They laid me down on that cross, drove nails through my hands, but I was not cross, I knew your salvation was at hand.

They hung me up, with my flesh torn up. With blood dripping from every place. But this was not my place, but I had you in mind, it was you that I had to replace.

And finally as I felt that spear slice between my ribs, I knew this was it. My job was done, and I said it is finished.

The price was paid in full, as death thought it won, but it was fooled.

For the keys to life are in the hands of son of man.

For it had no power over me. What it faced was defeat, what it lacked was a sting.

And what was in store for you, was victory, a new beginning

In my wounds is your healing, in my death your life. In my suffering, your redemption. In my crucifixion, your salvation. Through it all, I had you in thought, It was you I had in mind.

And now, the ball is in your court...Do I even cross YOUR mind?"

 To so many of us, the story of the cross has become too familiar. So much so that when we imagine the picture, we see it in black and white. But truth is, if we could even for a second, just try picture it from Jesus' point of view; that portrait would have a lot more red splashed on it.

This is what Jesus went through for me and you, so that we too might join him in His father's Kingdom, the question now remains...WHAT WILL YOU DO ABOUT IT?

John 1:12