The Cross.

It rests on the time line of history like a compelling diamond.

It’s tragedy summons all suffers.

It’s absurdity attracts all critics.

It’s hope lures all searchers.

My what a piece of wood! History has idolized it. And despised it, gold plated it and burned it, worn it and trashed it.

History has done everything to it but ignore it.

That’s the one option that the cross does not offer.

No one can ignore it! You can’t ignore a piece of lumber that suspends the greatest claim in history.

A crucified carpenter claiming that he is God on earth!

The Cross.

It’s bottom line is sobering: if the account is true, it is history’s hinge. Period.

If not, it’s history’s hoax.

from Max Lucado’s Six Hour One Friday