I’ve carried a cross in my pocket for a long time. It doesn’t bring me luck. It’s not there to identify me as a Christian, nor does it protect me from harm. But what it does is remind me of some things. Every time I stick my hands in my pocket and I feel that little cross I remember certain things. It reminds me of …
C hrist – I remember that Christ is in the center of my life and my focus needs to be on Him.
R esponsibility – I’m reminded that there’s responsibility in carrying a cross.
O thers – It’s not just about me. It’s about others … loving others and serving others.
S in – Sin is ugly, and it’s my sin that put Christ on the cross.
S trength – I find strength in and through the cross.
I love the cross. It reminds me who I am and whose I am. Listen to the whole sermon here: (What the Cross Means to Me)
I have a couple of new friends I’d like you to welcome to the blogging community … My friend Matt and his wife, Crystal, who are missionaries headed to Africa. Also, Brandon & Katie who also are missionaries headed to Ukraine, but are currently working with the AIM program in Lubbock.