We speak about the cross, about carrying our crosses, about laying down our worries at the feet of the cross. The cross – the symbol of His infinite and unfailing love.
I stand beneath Your cross and I look up, I see Love, my sins, my unworthiness, and my redemption. And then I look at the empty tomb – Love fulfilled. The tomb of my sins washed clean. The tomb of my failures, gone. Your resurrection is my Hope fulfilled.
The cross, Your Love. The empty tomb, Your victory.
The cross, my salvation. The empty tomb, my Hope.
The cross, a reminder of the life in this world. The empty tomb, a reminder of heaven.
Beneath Your feet my tears fall, outside your empty tomb my heart rejoices. Lord Jesus, my God, unworthy as I am, Your Love overtakes me. There is nothing more than I want than to rejoice in Your victory.