Posts Tagged ‘Jesus Saves’

It’s been said, “There aren’t words large enough to describe Jesus.” Well, let’s make that real estate as well.

While Jesus sits at the right hand of the Father, we have known our Savior also has a summer cottage in Rio de Janeiro. There he stands, high atop a mountain in a tropical climate becoming the centerpiece of postcards everywhere.

Giant Jesus in Poland

Jesus. Truly Above All Else!

Now, with real estate prices tanking, the time is ripe for the Lord to secure a winter home as well. And he found some prime real estate according to this story in USA Today.

Rev. Sylwester Zawadzki, the 78-year-old priest who created the statue said it rises 108 feet, or 33 meters — one meter for every year that Jesus lived. Other members of the construction team, however, gave differing figures. One said it rises 167 feet if you include a mound it sits on and the crown on the head. By comparison, the statue in Brazil’s Rio is 125 feet tall.

There’s some creative license, which is nice. Chiefly, Giant Jesus has a gold King’s crown fitting for a risen Savior versus the Crown of Thorns noted in every Catholic church across… well, Poland.

Apparently, the locals think Jesus making a home will be good for the local economy too:

They believe it will put their town of 22,000 on the map for tourists and Roman Catholic pilgrims and bring in needed money to renovate the historic buildings in the tiny town center.

“I am extremely proud,” said Danuta Gordzelewska, a 60-year-old who watched as the statue’s head was lowered into place.

Gordzelewska has donated money to the statue, which was funded by contributions from as far away as Canada. “It’s special to watch something being built that later generations will have.”

Yeah! Stimulate that, Congress. What! (Not a direct quote from the statue. Just sayin’.)

So, there he is.

In the humble Polish town of Swiebodzin stands the only begotten Son of God with arms open wide and becoming the bane of existence for all planes as the Lord refuses to leave the flight path for anyone.

Yes, Ghost Rider, the pattern is so righteous and full.

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But Peter and the other apostles answered and said: “We ought to obey God rather than men. The God of our fathers raised up Jesus whom you murdered by hanging on a tree. Him God has exalted to His right hand to be Prince and Savior, to give repentance to Israel and forgiveness of sins. (Acts 5:29 – 31 NKJV).

A cross or a tree, Jesus still died for our sins

Imagine worship without this picture in mind? Me neither.

Rappers, athletes, entertainers and Christians alike adorn themselves in bedazzled crosses or even a blinging crucifix to show how upstanding with the Lord they really are. Why? That’s the universal symbol of where Jesus gave his life for us.

Yet, thanks to this story from CNN and AOL News, we read one Swedish theologian who believes that’s not the case and perhaps the aforementioned verse in Acts is closer to the truth of Jesus’ crucifixion.

The Gospels do not say Jesus was crucified, Gunnar Samuelsson says. In fact, he argues, in the original Greek, the ancient texts reveal only that Jesus carried “some kind of torture or execution device” to a hill where “he was suspended” and died, says Samuelsson, who is an evangelical pastor as well as a New Testament scholar.

What the what?

First, I doubt dude was just doing an exegesis on the temperament of Christ, when perchance he tripped and slid his pen over to the crucifixion. No, he set out to do this and knew he would get the 10-inch headline before we had a chance to refute this hullabaloo.

So, congrats?

Anywhoo, it begs an interesting thought… although based in a wheelbarrow of bunk. Why does Paul write that in Acts? “Hanging on a tree.” I have read that verse many times and just considered it a synonym to two trees in the form of a cross. Didn’t you?

“When the Gospels refer to the death of Jesus, they just say that he was forced to carry a “stauros” out to Calvary,” he told AOL News. Many scholars have interpreted that ancient Greek noun as meaning “cross,” and the verb derived from it, “anastauroun,” as implying crucifixion.

“‘Stauros’ is actually used to describe a lot of different poles and execution devices,” he says. “So the device described in the Gospels could have been a cross, but it could also have been a spiked pole, or a tree trunk, or something entirely different.” In turn, “anastauroun” was used to signify everything from the act of “raising hands to suspending a musical instrument.”

Yeah, can’t you see every crucifixion scene in Hollywood depicting the Christ hung on a saxophone? Dimwit, of course that’s not what this instance means. Listen, crucifixion was different in different lands, nonetheless it was the death du jour for the Roman Empire. In fact, Caesar is said to line the main streets with crucified criminals … on crosses … to show the rest of the country, “Screw with Rome and do so at your peril.”

Roman crosses

Whatever the shape, a cross is all he needed.

Crosses are mainly Ts, for the Greek letter Tau. Legs had to held together and arms had to be spread apart to display surrender, helplessness and also eliminate any opportunity for preventing asphyxiation, because all that weight will certainly choke you if the pain doesn’t first.

For me, the moral of this story is this: Who cares. This should do nothing but galvanize our faith.

Jesus’ gift to us should not be relegated to a T, X or any other letter of the alphabet. Let jewelers and people who adorn the Vatican worry about that.

This guy may or may not have tried to undermine Christianity. I doubt it, but he did know this research would get his name on the theological map. Again, kudos Magellan.

Regardless of the research (and it is impressive), the end of the story is still the same.

Whether Jesus was hung on a high Tau with just “INRI” inscribed at the top, the regaled low Tau as seen in Catholic churches everywhere or even on a tree with branches flailing in either direction, the fact is irrefutable – he died, rose again and lives forevermore awaiting a triumphant return.

And for that, I’ll still wear my Christian jewelry, worship at the feet of Jesus and envision him there for me… on a cross, an X or a huge sequoia. Makes no difference to me. I’m still saved as a result.

So, what are you doing in the year 2050? Plans on playing with your grandkids? Enjoying the twilight years? Appreciating the first Siamese twins as president… s?

Meh? If you said, “Raptured”, you would be right on according to a latest Pew Research poll. As the Daily Telegraph (UK) scribed, it seems more than 40 percent of Americans believe we are outta’ here by 2050.

Yours Truly in 2050... on my lunch break.

Also included in this mid-century pontification poll is:

  • 72 percent believe the world will experience a major energy crisis
  • 71 percent believe cancer will be cured by 2050
  • 89 percent believe a woman will be elected US president by 2050
  • 63 percent anticipate the demise of paper money
  • 61 percent say almost no one will send letters by 2050
  • 56 percent think the U.S. economy will be stronger
  • And 41 percent say Jesus Christ will return within the next 40 years

What’s funny is Gallup did this same poll around the turn last millennium and many folk thought we wouldn’t live to see Leif Erikson discover America. No, really.

Anywhoo… what does this poll really say? Are people viewing world events and the local news as (dare I say) “Writing on the Wall” or is this a bunch of folk seriously jonesin’ for the rapture?

Me? I think it’s a little of both.

That poll is a microcosm of why this blog was created in the first place. Oh sure, I wax snarky about current event and will put a fraudulent televangelist on notice faster than the IRS on the prowl for some cash, but it’s a sick world out there… and most blame God (or get God blamed) for it all.

Why? Because they are looking for the madness to stop and that’s when they decide to give God a chance.

Take a lesson from the fig tree. From the moment you notice its buds form, the merest hint of green, you know summer’s just around the corner. So it is with you: When you see all these things, you’ll know he’s at the door. Don’t take this lightly. I’m not just saying this for some future generation, but for all of you. This age continues until all these things take place. Sky and earth will wear out; my words won’t wear out. But the exact day and hour? No one knows that, not even heaven’s angels, not even the Son. Only the Father knows. (Matthew 24:32-36 MSG)

In other words, folk need to give God a chance… just a chance right now. 2050 could be here tomorrow. Where will you be? If you don’t know, you can know.

Take two seconds to ask Jesus in your heart and accept you as his child. Do that, and we will party like it’s 2050. And oh, what a shindig that’ll be.

Call me an ascetic Neanderthal who needs to wake up and smell the 21st century. Call me a misanthrope ruffian who needs to learn the word compassion.

Whatever you call me, understand I don’t really care when it comes something called “Prisoners’ Rights.”

For the rare exception of innocent people jailed for crimes they didn’t commit, I pray God weeds every one of those individuals out from their personal bondage and frees them duly in terms of a sizable law suit.

However, for the status quo, these folk lost their rights the moment they took them from someone unaware.

Take this simpleton noted in Great Britain’s The Sun, Barman Steven Relf.

Here’s a nitwit who admittedly raped two women after he probably spiked their drinks in a pub. Admittedly. Ergo, his rights went out of style like parachute pants. Really fast!

There he is, three hots and a cot when suddenly, a man fresh from a jailhouse salvation becomes his bunkmate. His new buddy begins to proselytize about the goodness of God. And that’s when we discover Relf here is an Atheist.

A source said Relf was “furious” at having to share at Manchester Prison with the Christian convict and wanted him to be “evicted”. He said: “He moaned about how the guy wouldn’t shut up about God. He said he wanted to speak to a lawyer about his rights so he could be moved cells.”

Nice, because convicted rapists deserve all the stylings of a five-star hotel stay. It’s a shame he didn’t keep that cell mate because in prison, he will be crying out to God in some fashion before it’s all over.
That’s not a right. That’s just wrong.

This week in video evangelism, we have a harrowing video that may cause you some pause before you hit the streets for your daily errands.

I suppose I’m struck by the deluge of post-apocalyptic films I’ve seen in theaters recently. Perhaps, I’m trolling my own decaying humanity thinking of what Jesus has saved me from and what disasters he prevents into going daily.

Whatever it is, I am amazed by his grace and mercy. Again, daily.

I once heard a preacher say, “If Jesus were never real, my life is still better believing he was all this time.” Think about that the next time you are shouting with fist clinching to the skies, “Where are you, God?”

He’s there – always watching, always waiting, always willing.

We’re not keeping this quiet, not on your life. Just like the psalmist who wrote, “I believed it, so I said it,” we say what we believe. And what we believe is that the One who raised up the Master Jesus will just as certainly raise us up with you, alive. Every detail works to your advantage and to God’s glory: more and more grace, more and more people, more and more praise! (2 Corinthians 4:13-15 MSG)

Enjoy the viewing pleasure, Wall Watchers, and your weekend. Peace.