Read Psalms 1:2.
As we wrap up the section on Jesus’ sayings from the Cross, let’s spend a few minutes in the lost art of Christian meditation.
This is not an emptying of the mind. Nor is it repetitive mumbo jumbo. This is about meditating on the Word of God. It means dwelling on and dwelling in that Word as it we hide it in our hearts. This is not a new-fangled, mystical asceticism.
This is what David spoke about in the Psalms when he said “blessed” is the one who “delight is in the law of the LORD, and on his law he meditates day and night” (Psalm 1:2).
Today, spend a few minutes going over the last words of Jesus that we read in the last seven meditations.
Listen to or sing aloud this hymn written by Isaac Watts:
When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.
See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
Heavenly Father, I think on these words: “Did e’re such love and sorrow meet?” Never has there been, and never will there be, such a poignant yet powerful melding of love and sacrifice. Calvary was a historical benchmark. Never let me lose sight of the depth of your sacrifice in sending Jesus as the Perfect Passover Lamb who redeems me forever. Amen.