A few things came to my mind: 1) By actually clinging to the foot of the Cross, you would see Christ hanging directly above you, which is a perspective I hadn't ever imagined. And 2) By clinging to the foot of the Cross, you would be splintered by the rough, or rugged, wood, and you would be covered in the blood and sweat of Jesus dripping down on you.
My first reaction was rather embarrassing, yet honest. I thought how dirty it would be and unpleasant....wow, really Trey? The saviour of the world is dying in your place and you're concerned with getting dirty?? The truth came out: I am ashamed of the Gospel. If only I could continue to praise God from 20 or 30 feet from the Cross, thanking Him, but not drawing near to Him, boy, that would be great. How embarrassing...
My prayer is that God would draw me nearer to Him, that he would stick me so deep with the splinters of the Cross, that His redeeming blood will flow over me, and that I would so madly love Him, as He has loved the world, that I would share the message of the Gospel with those around me because I simply can't contain it.
If you are a believer, be not ashamed.
