You may regard yourself as a very organized person. You have everything “in order” so to speak. Your clothes are done up properly, you pay special attention at keeping your teeth clean, you’re particular when it comes to food, you get to bed on time, and you make sure to get a regular dose of exercise three times a week, or maybe even five times a week. You’re not overweight (you pay special attention to those calories), you go for frequent check-ups at the doctor, and your bank account is in order. In fact, if you lost your job today (you’re sure you won’t, however), you know you’d have enough money to keep you going for a long time — because you’re careful, and you’re a pretty good planner (sure, you’ve made the odd mistake now and then, but who doesn’t? And, anyway, you’ve learned your lesson, and now things are “pretty smooth going” for you). But you’ve got a problem. And this one is a doozer if there ever was one: you have no idea what would happen to you if you died. In fact, just thinking about this turns you off — naw, you’re not going to die. It’s not part of the package for you — that’s just not “part of life”; you don’t need to worry about that. Right?
Now you pride yourself in your ability to get to your appointments on time, and to be well-prepared for them. You’re rarely late, and you sit at the head of several committees and boards (in fact, you’re on the board of directors with some pretty highly respected people). Surely your destiny is “success, success, success.” Right? You’ve been through some rough times — especially when you were younger (that’s what you remember, at least, even though, right now, in fact, you’re also going through some rough times). You figure that those rough times were in a way “quite good” in helping to shape who you are today. You are proud of that. You are not proud of the rough times, but you are proud of the fact that they have helped to “make you”, in a sense, who you are today (at least, you recognize that they had a part to play). You are proud of the fact that you were able to “learn” from all of this. You figure (kind of secretly, you have to admit), that you kind of “deserve” to be where you are today … after all, you “earned it” and now you’re exactly where you should be. That’s what life’s all about: Going through a few hardships — sure — but then learning to excel in the midst of them.
Now, people look to you for advice. In a very real way, you’re the “man of the hour” to many many people. No, it’s not so much for your nephews and nieces, or even your own children or (heaven forbid) for your very own wife that you’re the “man of the hour” — no, it is not because of these that you take pride, really. But rather, it is because of those you “serve” that you take pride. It is, really, “for the boys” with whom you spend so much of your time that you really “take pride.” Now these “boys”, they are not young boys, but they are grown up men, just like you, and you just love to be around them. That is because they reaffirm your greatest need: Your need to find acceptance. Now while it is good to find acceptance in the eyes of man, have you as yet found it in the eyes of God, before whom you will one day stand? The point I’m trying to make is that, here you are, spending time with the “boys” and all, gaining a sense of acceptance for yourself and feeling quite good about it. But what about your sin? On whose shoulders does it now rest? Yours, or the Lord’s?
At one point in time, while Jesus was hanging there on the cross, Jesus cried out with a very loud voice, “My God, My God, WHY hast though forsaken Me?” He cried out, not because he was NOT forsaken by God, but, because he WAS forsaken by God, on account of all of the SIN that was placed upon him by God, and by himself, who willfully took our sin upon himself, that we might have the chance of going free (should we decide, by our own volition, to receive the gift — indeed, the Bible says it is a gift, which must be received, and that not all people will choose to receive this gift, to their own damnation). Sin, then, is an offense to God. But the good news is that, as a substitute “scapegoat”, Jesus willingly “took” that offense upon himself, so that, by believing, we would not have to! (Think about it!) “He that believeth on the Son hath everlasting life: and he that believeth not the Son shall not see life; but the wrath of God abideth on him.” (John 3:36)
Sin. A three letter word for “black and ugly” stuff that God cannot, and will not, stand to look upon on any man. So distasteful in God’s sight was this “sin” that he could not stand to look upon his very own son (the Lord Jesus Christ) whom he loved. Hence, the words of Jesus, “My God, My God, why hast though forsaken Me?” The answer to that question is that because of SIN, God forsook Jesus while he hung there on that cross. The question, then, was designed to help US (the hearers) understand just “how serious a thing” this “sin issue” really is. It was “so bad” that God could not even look upon his son while it was on him. My friends, that is a picture of how it is if, when we die, we ourselves STILL HAVE that “sin” resting on our OWN shoulders: Forevermore, God will NOT be able, or willing, to even LOOK upon us. We will become like those people to whom the Lord says one day, “Depart from me, I never knew you!”
Have you trusted in Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior yet? He is the ONLY ONE who can save you from your SINS that God cannot, and will not, bear to look upon. What have you done, then, with Jesus Christ? And on which side of the fence shall you stand, come judgment day? “For he hath made him to be sin for us, who knew no sin; that we might be made the righteousness of God in him.” (2 Corinthians 5:21) “For it is appointed unto man once to die, and after this, the judgemnt.” (Hebrews 9:27) “He that believeth on him is not condemned: but he that believeth not is condemned already, because he hath not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God.” (John 3:18)