“As for me, may I never boast about anything except the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ. Because of that cross, my interest in the world has been crucified, and world’s interest in me has also died.” — Galatians 6:14
Centuries ago on the South Coast of China, high up on a hill overlooking the harbor of Macao, Portuguese settlers built an enormous cathedral. They believed it would weather time, and they placed upon the front wall of this cathedral a massive bronze cross that stood high into the sky.
Not too many years later, a typhoon came and God’s finger work swept away man’s handiwork. That entire cathedral was pushed into the ocean and down the hill as debris. The only exception was the front wall and that bronze cross that stood high.
Centuries later, there was a shipwreck out a little beyond the harbor. In that accident some died, but a few lived. One of the men that was hanging onto wreckage from the ship, moving up and down in the crest of the ocean swells, became disoriented and frightened. He didn’t know where the sea stopped and the land began.
As he would come up on the swell, he’d spot that cross, which seemed so tiny from that distance. His name was Sir John Bowring. When he made it to the land and lived to tell the story, he wrote:
In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towing o’er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.
And the last stanza:
When the woes of life o’er take me,
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me;
Lo! It glows with peace and joy.
John Bowring is just telling us that we have a cross, we have an altar. When all of life seems to crush in on top of us, we just need to go back to the Cross and remember the empty tomb and call to mind the fact that Jesus is neither on the cross nor in the tomb! He lives and He stands ready and able to give us victory through whatever we are going through at the time.
Come by grace to the Cross and say, “That is my sufficiency. That is my only hope.”