May the true me rise!

What I Lay At The Cross...

As we draw near to the day remembered as the crucifixion of Jesus, I find myself asking: What have I placed on the cross to die, so that the true me may rise to life?

In the past few years, I’ve witnessed relationships quietly dissolve, others stretch thin-like threads fraying in the breeze, barely holding on. I’ve often wondered why we remain present in the lives of those who show indifference or disinterest. Perhaps it's the hope, the longing that those strained threads might one day strengthen again.

Yet time is the true revealer. It grants us the experience to see that “all is well” often looks very different when viewed through the lens of divine purpose. Sometimes, "wellness" means letting go. Sometimes, it means crucifying attachments that look like places, people, patterns, and perspectives, that once seemed vital but are no longer part of God’s divine assignment for our lives.

That is why I pause and reflect: What must come to a crucifixion in my life, so that I may rise again with Christ - fully alive, fully aligned, fully surrendered?

I want to reign in life not by might, not by force, but by the power that is only found in Jesus. In His name, there is strength. In His wounds, there is healing. And in His death and resurrection, there is a love story that rewrites all others a story of redemption.

Prayer of Gratitude, Surrender, and Celebration

Lord Jesus, As You gave Your life on the cross, I give mine to You. I lay down every weight, every wound, every worry. I surrender my attachments, my plans, and my pride that they may be crucified with You, so that I may rise with You in newness of life.

Thank You for enduring the cross, despising the shame, and finishing the work of salvation. Thank You for seeing me through the pain, for calling my name across time and eternity,for loving me when I had nothing to offer but brokenness.

May I remain anchored in the vision of eternal glory. Let the bruises, the rejections, the lonely separations be nothing more than momentary light afflictions compared to the weight of Your resurrection glory.

Today I celebrate Your sacrifice with reverence. And I rejoice in Your resurrection with passion. Because You live, I live. Because You rose, I rise. Because You finished, I begin.

All glory, honor, power, and praise be to You, Jesus my Savior, my Redeemer, my King.

Amen.

Truly Mine, To Yours,

C-Reyes