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I Am the Reason Jesus Had to Die


waving flagAuthored by Jim Shempert | Thursday, April 13, 2017 @ 10:06 AM

URL of the original posting site: http://www.afa.net/the-stand/faith/2017/04/i-am-the-reason-jesus-had-to-die/

I Am the Reason Jesus Had to Die

-You have no problem finding enthusiasm among Christians during Christmas.  Most seem to be reverential of Christ’s birth.  We go out of our way to say Merry Christmas to all we know, sometimes with the love of Christ in our hearts, and sometimes with fire and brimstone.  Yet during Easter, there seems to be a lack of excitement among the brethren. We all strive to buy that new tie or a new suit, but do we seek to tell others of the monumental moment in our lives as believers?  Do we seek to reach others and bring them in, so that they can experience the victory of Easter?  Or do we look down our noses at those who only darken the doors at Easter? 

I am a very introspective person.  I like to challenge myself, and especially my relationship with Christ on a continual basis.  A relationship is similar to a muscle, it can atrophy without activity.  The same is true of ongoing renewal in Christ.  None of us are ever completely sanctified. 

“Whoa fella, you need to calm down a little.  I’m a good Christian,” I can almost hear someone say.  It is never my intention to question anyone’s Christianity.  My point is simply that even though we sing about “the Old Rugged Cross” and “Up from the grave He arose,” are we honest enough to admit the cause?  Are we willing to look at ourselves in the mirror, strip ourselves of the title  “good Christian” and throw ourselves at the foot of the Cross to see that it was our (my) sins that necessitated the death of the Son of God?  

My late teens and early twenties are years that I wish I could have back.  I lived for no one but myself during that time.  I cared little for what others thought about me or my decisions.  In my mind, I was the only one that mattered.  I worshiped only the god of self.  When I accepted Christ as my Savior, everything changed.  

It is one thing to have “head knowledge” of Christ’s sacrifice.  It is quite a different thing to have “heart knowledge.”  In the “I’m a good Christian” camp there is always someone who touts their knowledge of Scripture as evidence of their relationship with Jesus.  In Matthew 4, even Satan used scripture to tempt Jesus.  Knowledge of the Scriptures is paramount in the life of a Christian.  The Word of God should be the guiding force of our lives, and we should hide it in our hearts for the moment when we most need it.  However, knowing Scriptures does not make you righteousChrist does. amen

In my new life with Christ, many verses have hit me hard.  One of the hardest is Romans 3:10.  “As it is written:  There is no one who is righteous, not even one.”  That is a hard reality for a new Christian to wrap his mind around.  I mean, here I was, new to the faith, a dirty sinner who was just adopted into the family of Christ, and you are telling me that I am equal to all these people?  The world may say no, but Jesus says yes. 

From His birth in Bethlehem until His death at Calvary, Jesus’ purpose on this earth was to draw all who would come to Him. On Calvary, He took the sin of all the world onto Himself.  That “all the world” part included me.  I was one of the ones who shouted to Pilate “Crucify, Crucify.”  I was the Roman soldier that beat Him.  I was one of the crowds that mocked Him as he bloodily stumbled up that hill.   I was the soldier that nailed Him to that cross.  I gambled for His clothes.  I mockingly commanded Him to call His angels down to rescue Him.  And, when He says in Luke 23:34“”Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing,” I was one of them

We all are one of “them.” We are the reason that Jesus had to die.  At any point, Jesus could have stopped His crucifixion, His trial, or His arrest.  Yet, because of His great love for us, He chose to move forward with it.  He chose to accept all that man could throw at Him to prove that the love of God will win out over death

He chose it because He was the only sacrifice that was worthy.  He chose it, because “the love of God is greater far than tongue or pen can ever tell” (Frederick Lehman).  He chose it so that we could come back to Him. 

In celebrating this year, don’t skip right to Sunday.  Sure, “joy cometh in the morning” (Psalm 30:5).  We are Easter people and should celebrate such a day.  Take the time to realize the personal implications of this season.  Take the time to return to the foot of the cross and see your Savior dying and yet praying for you. 

The best three words in the English language are “I love you.”  I love you can be stated many ways, but the best may be in John 19:30:

When Jesus had received the wine, he said,It is finished.” Then he bowed his head and gave up His spirit.amen

ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Jim Shempert One Million Dads

Happy Resurrection Season


Jesus paid it allHe is Risen INDEEDJill and My Greeting

A Great Easter Story Worth Repeating Every Year


Edith Easter (Happy Easter)

Edith Burns was a wonderful Christian who lived in San Antonio, Texas . She was the patient of a doctor by the name of Will Phillips. Dr. Phillips was a gentle doctor who saw patients as people. His favorite patient was Edith Burns.

One morning he went to his office with a heavy heart and it was because of Edith Burns.  When he walked into that waiting room, there sat Edith with her big black Bible in her lap earnestly talking to a young mother sitting beside her. Edith Burns had a habit of introducing herself in this way: “Hello, my name is Edith Burns.  Do you believe in Easter?” Then she would explain the meaning of Easter, and many times people would be saved.

Dr. Phillips walked into that office and there he saw the head nurse, Beverly. Beverly had first met Edith when she was taking her blood pressure. Edith began by saying,”My name is Edith Burns. Do you believe in Easter?” Beverly said, “Why yes I do.” Edith said, “Well, what do you believe about Easter?” Beverly said, “Well, it’s all about egg hunts, going to church, and dressing up.”  Edith kept pressing her about the real meaning of Easter, and finally led her to a saving knowledge of Jesus Christ.

Dr. Phillips said, ” Beverly , don’t call Edith into the office quite yet. I believe there is another delivery taking place in the waiting room.

After being called back in the doctor’s office, Edith sat down and   when she took a look at the doctor she said, “Dr. Will, why are you so sad? Are you reading your Bible?  Are you praying?”

Dr. Phillips said gently, “Edith, I’m the doctor and you’re the patient” With a heavy heart he said, “Your lab report came back and it says you have cancer, and Edith, you’re not going to live very long.”

Edith said, “Why Will Phillips, shame on you. Why are you so sad? Do you think God makes mistakes?  You have just told me I’m going to see my precious Lord Jesus, my husband, and my friends. You have just told me that I am going to celebrate Easter forever, and here you are having difficulty giving me my ticket!” 

Dr. Phillips thought to himself, “What a magnificent woman this Edith Burns is!”

Edith continued coming to Dr. Phillips. Christmas came and the office was closed through January 3rd. On the day the office opened, Edith did not show up.  Later that afternoon, Edith called Dr. Phillips and said she would have to be moving her story to the hospital and said, “Will, I’m very near home, so would you make sure that they put women in here next to me in my room who need to know about Easter.”

Well, they did just that and women began to come in and share that room with Edith.  Many women were saved. Everybody on that floor from staff to patients were so excited about Edith, that they started calling her Edith Easter; that is everyone except Phyllis Cross, the head nurse.

Phyllis made it plain that she wanted nothing to do with Edith because she was a “religious nut”. She had been a nurse in an army hospital. She had seen it all and heard it all. She was the original G.I. Jane. She had been married three times, she was hard, cold, and did everything by the book.

One morning the two nurses who were to attend to Edith were sick. Edith had the flu and Phyllis Cross had to go in and give her a shot. When she walked in, Edith had a big smile on her face and said, “Phyllis, God loves you and I love you, and I have been praying for you.”

Phyllis Cross said, “Well, you can quit praying for me, it won’t work.. I’m not interested.”

Edith said, “Well, I will pray and I have asked God not to let me go home until you come into the family.”

Phyllis Cross said, “Then you will never die because that will never happen,” and curtly walked out of the room.

Every day Phyllis Cross would walk into the room and Edith would say, “God loves you Phyllis and I love you, and I’m praying for you.” One day Phyllis Cross said she was literally drawn to Edith’s room like a magnet would draw iron. She sat down on the bed and Edith said, “I’m so glad you have come, because God told me that today is your special day.”

Phyllis Cross said, “Edith, you have asked everybody here the question, “Do you believe in Easter but you have never asked me.”

Edith said, “Phyllis, I wanted to many times, but God told me to wait until you asked, and now that you have asked.” Edith Burns took her Bible and shared with Phyllis Cross the Easter Story of the death, burial and resurrection of Jesus Christ.

Edith said, “Phyllis, do you believe in Easter? Do you believe that Jesus Christ is alive and that He wants to live in your heart?”

Phyllis Cross said, “Oh I want to believe that with all of my heart, and I do want Jesus in my life.” Right there, Phyllis Cross prayed and invited Jesus Christ into her heart. For the first time Phyllis Cross did not walk out of a hospital room, she was carried out on the wings of angels.

Two days later, Phyllis Cross came in and Edith said, “Do you know what day it is?” Phyllis Cross said, “Why Edith, it’s Good Friday.”

Edith said, “Oh, no, for you every day is Easter.  Happy Easter Phyllis!”

Two days later, on Easter Sunday, Phyllis Cross came into work, did some of her duties and then went down to the flower shop and got some Easter lilies because she wanted to go up to see Edith and give her some Easter lilies and wish her a Happy Easter. When she walked into Edith’s room, Edith was in bed. That big black Bible was on her lap.  Her hands were in that Bible. There was a sweet smile on her face. When Phyllis Cross went to pick up Edith’s hand, she realized Edith was dead. Her left hand was on John 14: “In my Father’s house are many mansions. I go to prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you to Myself, that where I am, there you may be also.” Her right hand was on Revelation 21:4, “And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes, there shall be no more death nor sorrow, nor crying; and there shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away.”

Phyllis Cross took one look at that dead body, and then lifted her face toward heaven, and with tears streaming down here cheeks, said, “Happy Easter, Edith – Happy Easter!”

Phyllis Cross left Edith’s body, walked out of the room, and over to a table where two student nurses were sitting. She said, “My name is Phyllis Cross. Do you believe in Easter?”

If you believe in Easter, ask everyone you meet today if they also believe in Easter. God works in wonderful ways, and to believe in his power is to truly be free. 

“Father, bless this person in whatever it is that You know he or she may be needing this day. In Jesus Name, Amen.”

Jill and My Greeting

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