When he had received the drink, Jesus said, "It is finished." With that, he bowed his head and gave up his spirit. John 19:30
Some recent events have caused me to really take a look at my life. Where I've been, what I've done and where God would have me to go from here are like a movie reel that just keeps replaying in mind. But there are moments when the camera cuts away and the scene is left for me to wonder what the Director is going to do next. I find myself arguing at times with the Creator when he gives me direction. I want to remind him "don't you remember - I did this or that?" and so I'm probably not the one most qualified to play that part. He just looks at me and pulls out the Ancient Manuscript and shows me that others who have gone before me were forgiven for similar sins and he still used them for his purposes. As we banter back and forth, His reassuring me that ALL my sins are forgiven and washed away and me reminding him of my perceived shortcomings, He sits me down and allows a timeless classic to play before my eyes.
I see my Savior with his outstretched hands and the forgiveness and love he extends to me and others. Amazing things are taking place. As time passes, with horror I watch as they take my Jesus and crucify him. It is my sins that He carried to Calvary. It is for my sins that he died. He has done nothing wrong, but he is taking my place. I was the one to die on that cross. But He loved me enough to take ALL my sin. I treasure the resurrection and all that Easter represents, but it is the words of Christ "It is finished" that grab my heart. Because on that day it was finished. There would be nothing for me to do to complete what Christ had done. There would be no waiting and wondering if His grace was enough. I would not have to wait to find out if He had forgiven me. He delivered me on that day as he hung on the cross.
IT IS FINISHED! The enemy defeated. And the day is coming when the Hero of the story will ride in on His horse and return for His Bride. Revelation 19:11-16
I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose rider is called Faithful and True. With justice he judges and makes war. His eyes are like blazing fire, and on his head are many crowns. He has a name written on him that no one knows but he himself. He is dressed in a robe dipped in blood, and his name is the Word of God. The armies of heaven were following him, riding on white horses and dressed in fine linen, white and clean. Out of his mouth comes a sharp sword with which to strike down the nations. "He will rule them with an iron scepter." He treads the winepress of the fury of the wrath of God Almighty. On his robe and on his thigh he has this name written:
KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS.