When the dust settles.

Posted: September 10, 2011 in Jesus Christ, salvation, Social Trends
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World Trade tower One

1 Thess 4: 13 But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope

‘Laborer Frank Silecchia found the cross two days after the collapse of the twin towers. The cross was from World Trade tower One, and was found in World Trade building Six. Silecchia, a Christian, found several crosses standing upright in the smoldering wreckage three days after the attack. They were crossbeams that had fallen from the top of the collapsing north tower and landed in an unusual position. The cross was removed from the wreckage, affixed by ironworkers to a permanent base, then placed on the high walkway over West Street.’

The  plane that can just be made out in the top left hand corner of the photo was an accident of pure serendipity.

The trade towers saw one of the greatest single losses of life since the great wars.  America is about to commemorate in remembrance of what took place.   That single event changed the world

 So many people lost their lives on that day, and so many were rushed out into eternity.

WHEN THE DUST SETTLES THERE IS ONLY ETERNITY

But death does not end the story but it is simply a curtain through which we must all pass through.  But what lies on the other side depends on the choices we made in this life.

Our hearts go out to those who lost loved ones, husbands that would never come home.  Wives who would never see their children,  Friends that would be missed.  Children who would never see their parents.  The eerie sounds of mobile phones that kept on ringing whose owners would never answer.   On that day so many families were separated.  We can rebuild a structure with more steel beams, but we can’t bring home those who died that day.

MAY GOD BE WITH THOSE WHO LOST SOMEONE THAT DAY

Many centuries another event took place which change mankind’s perception for ever.

Another sight was seen by many people.  It too was a bright day.   The crowd stood around.  For some it might have been curiosity, others might have been forced to watch. 

Another crucifixion was about to take place, a sight all too common for those who lived under the heel of the noble Roman Empire.  The inhabitants of the city might have seen many crucifixions, but this one was to be different, for they were about to crucify the sinless Lamb of God.  But unlike the criminals who were crucified next to him, he had done nothing wrong.  He was the sinless pure and righteous Lamb of God.  His death would not serve his own
purpose but the purpose of those who were to come to know this JESUS.

Today many might mock this scene and deny its credibility.  But the reality of his death and what came about lives forever in the lives of those who love him.  There lives will never be the same again.  HIS DEATH BECAME MY LIFE.  HIS SUFFERINGS MY JOY.  HIS RESURRECTION MY HOPE.  For on that day death claimed but could not
hold.  If death could not hold my saviour it will never hold those he saves..  The sorrow that Jesus disciples experienced when they saw Jesus die would change to a joy unspeakable and full of glory.   For through the cross he took us with him.   Because of that we are now forgiven.  His death paved the way.

God brought reconciliation to man.  He stepped out of eternity clothed himself in our rags and humbled himself even to the death at the hands of his own creation.  He endured the unmerciful taunts of wicked men.  Such wisdom and such mercy!   Only those who humble themselves could possible realise the glorious simplicity of this act. Yet the profound depths to which he went.  What LOVE in action? 

In that single act something new was birthed.  A new kingdom was started, not of this world but of the next.  Which testified that death is not the end.   That its sting will not last.  Sorrow will break forth with joy unspeakable and full of glory.

 For within the Believer ETERNITY EXISTS ;  We have consciences that there exists this beloved hope;   A divine appointment in which death itself cannot rob;  A glorious expectation full of colour and wonderment; Of a promise that cannot fail; and a glory of such majesty that no painting can capture.

1 Cor 15: 54 So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory. ……………

O death, where [is] thy sting? O grave, where [is] thy victory?

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