Remember, Satan wasn’t thrown out of Heaven for “sex, drugs and rock & roll”…
It was Pride.
“I will be like the most high…” Isaiah 14.14
Nasty. Stinking. ME FIRST. Pride.
Someone said, “our Christian walk is a journey best taken on our knees.”
No doubt there is a lot going on in all our lives, but let’s make sure our hearts are right, and our motives are pure.
So, no matter where you are today, please join me in meditating on the words of this wonderful old hymn:
When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.
See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all
– Isaac Watts, 1707
Here is a powerful video of this hymn sung by Kathryn Scott paired with scenes from the Passion of the Christ. Just in case we forget WHO paid it all!