I think about the Cross in different ways: where I found mercy, how I am saved, what moves me to consider His great love. But the Cross is that place where I pray, because it is where His answers are found and where I am most connected to Him. The Cross is where He bridged the desperation of Earth to the aspirations of Heaven.

I can walk in freedom. I need no one’s approval. I find healing for the brokenness I often carry. Most importantly, His mercy is there…and I need His mercy poured onto my life.

Chambers says this: The Cross represents only one thing for us—complete, entire, absolute identification with the Lord Jesus Christ—and there is nothing in which this identification is more real to us than in prayer.

My identity is there, at the Cross; I’m most fully human where He was most fully God. No posturing, no poseurs, no presuming. It is fully His invitation, His mercy, and His embrace at the Cross.

I don’t think I understand, but that’s not the goal. I may not find every answer like I want, but that’s not why I go. It’s so I can know Him, fully, and receive from Him, mercy, and find my identity in Christ Jesus. To the only true God who became man, who gave Himself to the pain and death it took to invite me to join His prayer and call out to Abba, Father.