That's right, I'm not clinging to the cross. Am I eternally grateful for the cross? Yes! Will I remember what Jesus did there on our behalf? Yes! But I'm not clinging to a piece of wood.
I know, it's supposed to be a metaphor and all that good stuff, but listening to worship music (both older hymns and more modern songs) has brought it to my attention that there may be some sentimentalism, maybe even a weird idolatry, going on when it comes to 'the cross'. So many people are hiding in the shadow of the cross, clinging to it, fixing their gaze on it, drawing near to it, loving it, etc...well, you get my point. But I don't get it. I love Jesus for what he's done, but ultimately, it was a means to an end. And the purpose of the cross was to reconcile us to God so that we could enter into the Holy of Holies ANY TIME WE WANT! So why would I hang around at the foot of an empty cross when I could be worshipping at the throne of my beloved Father and King?
Bottom line, if Jesus isn't on the cross, I don't want to be there either! I want to be with him. So am I crazy?