Nailing It To The Cross
Chris Altrock spoke to those meeting in the "Life Center" at Highland in Memphis this past Sunday. I have heard Chris there before, and also out at the Pepperdine Lectures last year. He does a great job every time I hear him! On Sunday, his thoughts centered around Colossians 2: 13-15, and he titled it "Overcoming the Darkest Powers Keeping you from your Deepest Desires". It was really good. If you remember, there is a phrase in that section that says "he took it away, nailing it to the cross". Guess what Chris had there for us.........yeah, a cross. He also provided slips of paper and pencils and nails with several hammers. From the invitation till the end of the service, you were invited to come down and write a struggle on the piece of paper and then nail it to the cross. When the invitation song began, nobody went down. After a verse or so, two men came down and then the flood-gates opened. LOTS of people came down, many of them with tears , and nailed a struggle to the cross. All during the serving of the Lord's Supper, you could hear the nails pounding.......and THAT was very impacting. It made me reflect on the fact that this time last year we were very much aware of the cross because of "the Passion" and all the conversation it stirred up. This coming Sunday we will be focused on the Resurrection, but this past Sunday it was good to be in the presence of a Cross.
I'm thankful for brothers like Chris who aren't afraid to go beyond Zebra to get the message to those who may have never heard it, and to us who have lost some passion because of the apathy that ritual and routine seem to produce at times.
4 Comments:
What a great way to get the message of Jesus across. It reminds me of my youth attending Camp Wyldewood and culminating a wonderful 2 week session with the "Burning of the Cross" on thursday nite. (sounds bad if you didn't know what was going on!)We divided the camp between 4 age groups of campers and positioned outselves both below and on top of Bee Rock and each sang a verse of "Beneath the Cross of Jesus." During the singing of the song a fireball would travel across a steel cable hitting a steel cross embedded near the top of Bee Rock and instantly explode into a magnificent yellow and orange cross against a dark sky. Every eye on the rock was focused on the cross and its power. Verse 3 of the song we were singing was especially powerful...
"Upon that cross of Jesus,
Mine eye at times can see
The very dying form of One
Who suffered there for me
And from my smitten heart with tears
Two wonders I confess
The wonders of his glorious love
And my own worthliness.
I don't know if I have enough nails sometimes.
Keith
Great observation that we sometimes need something different to shake us out of our apathy. I love it when we stretch ourselves and get out of our rituals.
Sounds like a wonderful time.
When I took my then 10-year-old son to Wyldewood two summers ago, political correctness had modified the ceremony that Riley describes, just a little. The fireball still tore across the sky, lighting a campfire at the base of an irridescent cross.
The cross, covered with something similar to highway-sign reflective material, glowed with the rays of dusky orange sunlight.
The song remained the same, and the effect on every camper and parent and friend.
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