It is Good Friday and we are probably thinking about a lot of different things today—Easter clothes, Easter paraphernalia for the kids (bunnies, baskets, and such), and certainly our family’s Easter meal. Yet, as I was practicing the choir music for our Easter Sunday service, the words to this priceless song grabbed me: “When He Was on the Cross, I was on His Mind.” That one statement is totally mind-boggling!
We must ask ourselves: How can it be? How could the Savior, who endured such hostility at the hands of cruel and evil men, be thinking about me? Or you? Or anyone but Himself? I can honestly say that I don’t know; I just know that He did. I can’t spell it out any better than the words to the song. Read them slowly. I expect that they will grab you, too.
The look of love was on His face,
Thorns were on His head.
The blood was on His scarlet robe,
And it stained it crimson red.
Though His eyes were on the crowd that day,
He looked ahead in time,
For when He was on the cross,
I was on His mind.
He knew me, yet He loved me,
He whose glory makes the heavens shine.
I’m so unworthy of such mercy.
Yet when He was on the cross,
I was on His mind.1
Perhaps some good thoughts for us on this Good Friday afternoon are to have Him on our minds. Thank you, Lord Jesus, for dying in my place. A Blessed and Happy Easter to all ~ Janie Kellogg
1When We Was on the Cross, Words and Music by Mike Payne and Ronnie Hinson, 1984