LOVE AT CLIMAX
Mark 10:32-45
Jesus felt the Cross. He felt it long before he reached it. Its shadow stretched far ahead and wrapped him in its black, clinging folds. He shrank from it, though he never flinched. The thorns tore, and the nails cut his heart, long before his body was touched by them. The shame of it stung to the quivering quick. But love held him steady. If it only might grip us, how Jesus loved us!