One of the myriad things I am discovering as I make my way along the course of my destiny is that God's greatest blessings often come costumed as disasters. What we might often interpret as tragic and disastrous, are actually blessings. How so you ask? Well look no further than the cross of Calvary. Jerusalem's collective opinion that Friday afternoon was this: Jesus is finished. What other conclusion could have made sense? Even His disciples had turned tail and fled.
He was nailed to a cross and left to die. They silenced His lips, sealed His tomb, and, as any priest worth the price of a yamulke would tell you, Jesus is history. It would appear that three years of power and promises are decomposing in a borrowed tomb. In the darkness of the crucifixion sky there appears to be not one ray of hope. How disastrous!
But God is not surprised. This was His plan all along and it is right on schedule. The greatest blessing the world would ever receive was placed on a common cross to suffer a very public death. What a travesty. What a disaster.... May be not! May be it's a blessing masquerading as a disaster. How so you ask again? May I take the liberty to remind you that in His painful and tragic death, He purchased eternal life which He now offers freely to us. There has never been and indeed never will be a greater blessing than that. Have you or will you accept His priceless gift?
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