We are His Passion.
Those words came to me last night, a little after 2:00 a.m. I found them beautiful, and an amazing meditation for this season of Lent.
You understand the phrases, "Art is my passion." "Music is his passion." "Teaching is her passion." "Writing is their passion." They mean that those things, art, music, teaching, and writing, or any other of a list of occupations, objects, or people that could be inserted there, mean a great deal to someone. In fact, they mean enough to be called a person's "passion" What they love, perhaps above all else. Something they are "passionate about."
Now consider these four simple words again.
We are HIS Passion.
We, the human race, each of us individually, are Christ's passion. We are what He cares most deeply about. We are what He loves above all else. We mean everything to Him.
And for us, His passion, he endured The Passion.
For us, the single most important things to him, he underwent more pain and suffering than anyone in human history.
Christ endured THE Passion, FOR His passion.