The Glory of the Cross

And now, O Father, glorify Me together with Yourself, with the glory which I had with You before the world was. John 17:5

God made everything on the earth to work together only for me and Him to walk together in agreement. Such a statement’s entirety is not relied upon the truth that I’m predestined for awesome things in His will. At the heart of it all, I am fashioned for His unending, glorious delight (Ps 16:2, 57:2).

Through the unsearchable depths of the cross, God displayed Jesus for His progressive fame into the earth. In loving gaze and profound whisper, my heart is stirred by the Father’s statement to bring everlasting glory unto Self through resolute selflessness, as demonstrated in His crucified Witness (Jn 12:32-33). Of all the ways our Master Creator could reveal Himself, none was found better than His own life. While in my transgressions, He loved me and gave Himself for me. Every painful movement of His marred figure against that stained beam was for even just one bewildered, proud sinner. I could imagine Jesus pleading in intercession, “Father, grant him unto Myself! I yearn for him to be presented before Us in the Beloved forever and ever.”

It is inaccurate to define the glory of God from beholding the glory of humanity as we see. God’s majestic, unapproachable glory is humility. The One, whom upholds all things and is without beginning of days, sets Himself in human capacity upon a cross as a curse, manifesting the exacting infinitude of His eternal glory in a mere three hours. Therefore, God has captured eternal adoration in a fading moment of time before all of the timeless years that were, are, and are yet to come. Jesus’ kingdom, glory, and splendor exhibited at the cross is certain. Every created human will bow forever before the worthiness of this Man.

The cross is truly the lowliest humiliation and loftiest exaltation of created order, demonstrating unto all spiritual principalities and humanistic rule the unstoppable surge of the authority of God into the earth. Perhaps I’ll never understand the fascinating mystery of God’s incarnation unto flesh or the fabrications of His guarantee of the resurrection unto me by His Spirit. But in deep solace, I accept His plan in marvel, possessing mysteries yet only discovering one – Jesus Christ and Him crucified.

In noble victory sits your King upon His throne – a wooden seat to keep Him until His heart overflows.