Getting Stoned

I stood before the Lord Jesus and clearly I was guilty of my sins.

Before I ever came here to stand in front of my King, I had been attacked by words of my accuser. Every one of his accusations was correct and I could not dodge the blame of his charges. His stones pelted at my emotions, my thoughts and my confidence. The repeated blows made me a weakened vessel and I could feel myself wanting to crumple under the barrage.

A song came to lift me up and its answer reminded me why I could stand strong. What does love look like?

And then I saw Him there, hanging on a tree, looking at me
I saw Him there, hanging on a tree, looking at me
He was looking at me, looking at Him, staring through me
I could not escape those beautiful eyes
And I began to weep and weep

He had arms wide open, a heart exposed
Arms wide open; He was bleeding, bleeding

Love’s definition, love’s definition was looking at me
Looking at Him, hanging on a tree
I began to weep and weep and weep and weep

This is how I know what love is, this is how I know what love is

I could feel the stones being deflected and no longer could they hurt me. All the accusations, however true, could no longer condemn me. Hope and salvation were hung upon that cross and I embraced its truth.

*Lyrics Arms Wide Open by Misty Edwards

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