This Easter is different for me.
I’m closer to God than I’ve ever been my entire life.
Maybe that’s why the Cross has been weighing heavily on me lately. Last Sunday, I got Lamb Enthroned in the middle of church service. Any writer will tell you that our stories tend to play out like a movie in our minds. And while everyone else went through intercession as usual, I wept.
For the Shepherd who had to endure a wrath that He never asked for. Yes, He is God. But He was also man at the time.
For the Father who had to watch His innocent Son get broken and bruised by the very people They wanted to save.
Because for the first time, what happened on that Cross truly sunk in. I don’t mean the teary moment we all get when watching that Easter movie. You know the one I’m talking about. At which point we either change the channel or quickly move on to the “happy” part that we like.
I’m talking about a sober realization of the sheer magnitude of the sacrifice that was made. And even more importantly…the why.
Because of love.
It’s made me look at my life and ask one question-Am I a true testament of the Love that hung on that Cross on my behalf?
It’s made me look at us, as a church, as the body of Christ and ask the same.
On both counts, my answer is the same.
We can do better.
We can do so much better.
Somewhere along the way we decided that Calvary was about us. Not about Him. We took the focus away from Christ and shone it on ourselves. These days, Christ doesn’t define who a Christian is. He doesn’t define what Christianity should be.
We do.
And it shows.
In how we treat ourselves. In how we treat fellow believers. In how we treat those so baffled by our contradictory message, they choose not to have any of it.
This Easter is different for me.
Because I’m going back to that Cross.
And in brokenness I ask one thing:
Teach me to love like You do.
“If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or clanging cymbal.
If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.
If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.”
– 1 Corinthians 13:1-3
Mary Kamau 