The Power of the Cross
In 1967 while taking a class in photography at the University of
Cincinnati, I became acquainted with a young man named Charles Murray who
also was a student at the school and training for the summer Olympics of
1968 as a high diver. Charles was very patient with me as I would speak to
him for hours about Jesus Christ and how He had saved me. Charles was not
raised in a home that attended any kind of church, so all that I had to
tell him was a fascination to him. He even began to ask questions about
forgiveness of sin. Finally the day came that I put a question to him. I
asked if he realized his own need of a redeemer and if he was ready to
trust Christ as his own Saviour. I saw his countenance fall and the guilt
in his face.
But his reply was a strong 'no.'
In the days that followed he was quiet and often I felt that he was
avoiding me, until I got a phone call and it was Charles. He wanted to know
where to look in the New Testament for some verses that I had given him
about salvation. I gave him the reference to several passages and asked if
I could meet with him. He declined my offer and thanked me for the
scripture. I could tell that he was greatly troubled, but I did not know
where he was or how to help him. Because he was training for the Olympic
games, Charles had special privileges at the University pool facilities.
Some time between 10:30 and 11:00 that evening he decided to go swim and
practice a few dives.
It was a clear night in October and the moon was big and bright. The
University pool was housed under a ceiling of glass panes so the moon shone
bright across the top of the wall in the pool area. Charles climbed to the
highest platform to take his first dive. At that moment the Spirit of God
began to convict him of his sins. All the scripture he had read, all the
occasions of witnessing to him about Christ flooded his mind. He stood on
the platform backwards to make his dive, spread his arms to gather his
balance, looked up to the wall and saw his own shadow caused by the light
of the moon. It was the shape of a cross. He could bear the burden of his
sin no longer. His heart broke and he sat down on the platform and asked
God to forgive him and save him. He trusted Jesus Christ twenty some feet
in the air.
Suddenly, the lights in the pool area came on. The attendant had come in to
check the pool. As Charles looked down from his platform he saw an empty
pool which had been drained for repairs. He had almost plummeted to his
death, but the cross had stopped him from disaster.
'But God forbid that I should glory, saved in the cross of our Lord Jesus
Christ, by whom the world is crucified unto me, and I unto the world.'
Galatians 6:14
--
Author Unknown
|