Clay in the Hands

In our church, we have  a huge cross that hangs over the baptistry behind the stage.  It has lights behind it to make it stand out.  It is a meaningful part of our auditorium.

However, yesterday, as we sat in the service, one of the lights behind the cross began to flicker.  All through the service the light would flicker on and off at random.  While this was somewhat distracting, I pondered on the cross yesterday afternoon.

That cross hangs there every day.  Every worship service we have in that room is done at the foot of that cross.  But because it is a permanent fixture, it blends in with the rest of the decor.  At Easter, we put a drape on it and it draws our attention to the cross.  But here we are, a little over a month past Easter, and already, the cross has become a mundane part of the service.  If it had not been for the blinking light, I dare say most of us would not have thought much about the cross yesterday.

Has the cross event already become a mundane fixture in our lives as well?  May it never be.  Take some time to remember Christ’s sacrifice today.