The Exaltation of the Cross
1 Cor 1:18-24
It is said that the Chinese have a curse, “May you live in
interesting times”. It’s meant as an
insult, of course, but the Fourth Century really was interesting times. It began with the Domitian Persecution, the
worst persecution of Christians under the Roman Empire.
But that period soon ended.
In 312, right before the Battle of Milvian Bridge, the Emperor
Constantine had a vision. He saw a cross
in the sky, with the words, “In hoc signo vinces” – in this sign, you will
conquer. After winning the battle,
Constantine did indeed adopt the Cross as his symbol. He issued the Edict of Milan, legalizing
Christianity. And, in 325, realizing
that the Church had to be one in belief, he called the First Council of Nicea,
the 1700th anniversary we celebrate this year. From it came the first half of the creed that
we’ll recite in a few minutes.
Saint Helena, Constantine’s mother, was already a
Christian. Once he made the faith legal,
she set about discovering physical evidence of Christ. She went to Jerusalem,
hoping to find the True Cross. She found
an old Jewish man named Judah, who told her that the Cross was buried under the
Temple of Venus, which the Emperor Hadrian had built on Golgotha. She had the
temple destroyed and had the area excavated. They found three crosses.
At that time, a funeral procession was passing by. To determine which, if any, of the three
crosses was the True Cross, they touched the first cross to the dead body. Nothing. Then, they touched the second cross to the body.
Again, nothing. Then, the last cross was
touched to the body, and the person was restored to life! Then, to be sure, they touched the Cross to a
sick woman, and she was cured!!! The
patriarch lifted up the Cross for all to see, and the people cried, “Lord have
mercy”!
I want you to think about that situation. To the typical
Roman, the word Cross would not have had a positive meaning. The cross was an instrument of torture. The
cross was an instrument of execution. Death on the cross was reserved for the
lowest of criminals. In fact, Paul says in the Epistle, “The message of the
Cross is foolishness for those who are perishing”.
And here were Christians venerating a cross. And that cross, that instrument of torture,
of death, had restored a dead woman to life and healed a second woman!
Yes, the Cross is an instrument of torture, of execution,
but it’s also an instrument of healing, of salvation. Our Gospel today tells us how it became just
that. Paul wrote to the Galatians, “Christ
ransomed us from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for us, for it is
written, ‘Cursed be everyone who hangs on a tree’”. Jesus received that curse so that we might be
blessed!
In our lives, we sometimes have to endure crosses that we
would not choose, crosses that are at the time a curse, but God turns them into
great blessings.
As often happens, in my late teens I started going my own
way spiritually. I began considering
other religions, other philosophies. It
began during my senior year in high school, and within a few years, I pretty
much was doing and thinking whatever I wanted to.
About a month before my 20th birthday, when I was
in music school in Boston, I received three free tickets to a concert. I asked two friends, one black, one white, to
go. As it happens, we got off the subway one stop too early, in the heart of a
rough neighborhood. Within a few blocks, we were being chased by white kids who
hated blacks. The result was that my
black friend ran fastest and was able to get away. My white friend was pretty badly beaten, and
I was hit atop my head with a baseball bat. Fortunately, we were helped by people driving
past.
When I eventually returned to the dorm, I was shaken up; I suffered a mild case of PTSD for close
to 20 years. As I calmed down, I realized that the attack was a message from God, that
He was trying to bring me back home to Him.
It took a while, but I did get involved in a church back here a few
years later. And that started a chain of
events that brought me to here this morning.
A very painful event of my life. A cross that I would never
have chosen. A cross that God turned into blessings. But, I exalt the cross given to me
that He has used for His glory.
Have you ever been a caretaker for an elderly parent? Sometimes,
in their weakness, they become cranky, demanding. Taking care of them can be
difficult. It can be a cross.
What about you? Do you have terrible experiences in your
past, things you wish you’d never have experienced? Did God bring good out of
it?
Paul wrote to the Romans, “We know that all things work for
good for those who love God, who are called according to his purpose”. YOU
ARE called according to his purpose.
Think back over your life.
Think about how God has allowed all things to work for your good. And exalt those crosses. Use it to bring
glory to God. And thank Him for it all.
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