In the mid-1970’s I received a phone call on Saturday afternoon from a man living near Rose Hill, North Carolina. He said, “I have a nephew in the New Hanover Regional Medical Center in your city who has had a very serious heart attack, and he is not a Christian. He is very ill, and I can’t bear the thoughts of him dying without knowing Christ as his Savior. You are the only person I know who lives in Wilmington. Will you please visit him and talk to him about Christ?”
Within an hour I was in the hospital. I found the nephew’s wife waiting in the ICU waiting room. I told her who I was and why I had come. I entered the Intensive Care Unit, introduced myself to her husband and told him why I had come. I opened my New Testament and began to share the good news of God’s love. The Holy Spirit enabled him to see how far his sin had separated him from God, and that God loved him enough to send His Son to die on the Cross – thus taking his penalty for sin, which is separation from God, upon Himself. On his back in an ICU hospital bed he sincerely and unashamedly confessed his sins, and accepted Jesus Christ as his Savior and Lord.
Prior to going to church the following morning I went to the hospital again. I was told that the man had died during the night. I called his uncle near Rose Hill and said, “I saw your nephew yesterday, and while I was there he accepted Jesus Christ as his Lord and Savior. Your concern for your nephew led you to make a phone call, and the result of that call means that you will one day be able to see your nephew in heaven.”
What a joy it is to be present when a person is born into the family of God. It happens solely because of what Jesus Christ accomplished two thousand years ago on a Roman cross. That cross had a vertical beam and a horizontal beam – one that reaches up to God and one that reaches out to all mankind. Thus, it is both God’s weapon against evil and mankind’s bridge to God.
It is very strange that this should be so, for the cross was to the ancient Roman world what the electric chair is to ours. Try to visualize a world where an electric chair is the primary symbol of Christian churches. Picture a church in your mind that has an electric chair on top of its steeple, a small electric chair on the altar and Communion table. Think of hymns and poems, books and plays, oratorios and pictures that have one theme: the adoration of and perpetuation of the electric chair as the sacred symbol of the Christian faith.
The cross was an instrument of capital punishment, a symbol of death, but God has transformed it into a symbol of eternal life. Only God would have attempted something so novel and daring. Yet it is before Calvary’s Cross that all nations and all races become one. It is here that we behold God’s redeeming love, the love that cleanses sinners and clothes them with the grace of God. As a result of Christ’s death on a Roman cross the gates of heaven were opened – never to close again!
The hymn entitled, The Old Rugged Cross, written by Elvina M. Hall in 1865, tells us why this is true:
“Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.”