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Friday, January 8, 2010

That Great Hill

This morning I came up to the church where I work. First for those who are unfamiliar with me or where I pastor a church, let me paint you a picture. Our church is just north of Pittsburgh, PA. Winter here is cold, snowy, long, gray, snowy, expensive, and snowy. Sorry...no global warming here. Our building sits up on a beautiful picturesque hill on 17 acres of land, with a winding drive that completes the scene. Reminds one of something out of a Thomas Kinkade painting.

This beauty, however, comes with a cost! That hill, though it may be pleasing to the eyes winding up that hill, in the winter, it's a beast! This morning, I met a member of my staff at the bottom of this hill, and we hiked up this quarter mile drive in snow boots, as our cars could not make the incline.

As I began to huff and puff (listen...I just got through Thanksgiving and Christmas, and the imbalance of food and exercise had taken its toll), it made me think that my journey up this hill was nothing when compared to the painstaking journey my Savior made up His hill.

He traveled a hill that was not part of a picturesque scene. He was tired, bloody, dehydrated, and in much pain. Yet, not going up that hill was not an option. Something kept motivating Him, urging Him up that hill, to continue to put one foot in front of the other...just one more time. It was me. It was you.

I don't think I can ever drive up that hill again without thinking of what He did for me. I complain about the expense of plowing and salting that hill. I complained the other day about burning so much rubber on that hill that I needed new tires. He never complained. It was worth it to Him. I was worth it to Him. You are worth it to Him.

2 comments:

Sheree said...

Thanks for posting, Pastor Chris! I think we should always be reminded of what it took for Jesus to face the cross . . . will we ever really know??!! His love IS amazing!!!!

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