- “On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suff’ring and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.
- So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.”
“The Old Rugged Cross” is certainly one of the Church’s most beloved hymns, but in today’s “Emergent Church” era, these hymns have been replaced by more hip, contemporary music. It is easy to forget the lessons these old hymns taught us when we sang them in our youth.
I was having a moment with the Lord, singing this song when it popped in my head, and it struck me: “So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross, till my trophies at last I lay down.”
“Till my trophies at last I lay down…”
What a perfect summation of “The Dark Privilege,” or as David Murrow describes it, “The Journey of Submission.” We talk quite frequently about how “yieldedness” must precede “authority” in Christ, and what are we yielding? We are yielding our agendas and plans, and we are yielding our “trophies.” What a great word. What have my trophies been? Quite frankly, my designer sunglasses, my career aspirations and achievements, my dream car, my toys, indulgence in food, etc. What do all these things have in common? Pleasure and fulfillment, and in most cases, some sense of identity.
Brothers and sisters, we must allow the Lord, the One who designed us in the first place, to proceed in His great workmanship. We must allow Him to strip us, layer by layer, of everything we have hid behind under the guise of “Identity.” It has all been a sham. He will not stop until we are content in Him, and Him alone.
What are the trophies in your life? Are they possessions? Are they practices? Are they sensations? Are they achievements? Is it reputation? Is it “ministry?”
He wants it all.