Dear Father,

I've held on to my writing materials longer than I usually do when I write You letters, unsure of the most effective way to communicate the death of Jesus. A day like this, some years ago, Jesus hung on the cross--and for me.

I came across a passage which says, “The chief priests and elders persuaded the multitude that they should ask for Barabbas and destroy Jesus.” The measure of the sacrifice is not found merely in the death of a man, people die every day. The measure of the sacrifice is found in the death of God by men, to save those very men who killed Him. History has never recorded a love so pure; history has never recorded a sacrifice so great.

For this reason, today has been made a public holiday in several places around the world. Yet, in celebrating this day, many of us are unsure whether we are truly surrendered to the reason He came to die. So we mark it in time, but not in essence. We set aside the reason even while we celebrate the season. We do not even strive to live up to the reason Jesus Christ died to save man.

A cross is a burden; long after we have borne it, we abhor its memory. Yet again and again, we remind Jesus of the cross; of how little His death has meant to our surrender. Day by day, we nail Him to the cross again.

Translations;
Slide 1: English
Slide 2: French
Slide 3: Bengali
Slide 4: Hindi
Slide 5: Urdu

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