Never Move On

What love is this, that love should die?
Now I am His and He is mine
What a love came down to rescue me?
Where I was bound He set me free.

I don’t need a new truth
All I need is more of You

Held captive here in all of grace
Joy found in tears upon Your face
And all my shame just disappears
My guilt erased when I am here

To the cross I will run for all my savior has done
I will stay here, never move on
No other moment in time, so glorious, so divine
I will stay here, never move on…

Never Move On, by Meredith Andrews

To the cross I shall cling

We think of ourselves as individuals supposed to continually move through life. Kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, high school, college, graduating college with a degree, going back to school for multiple degrees perhaps, and then getting a nice job, settling down with a nice family and children and a dog, and perhaps expecting to progress through the levels of that job. Lack of progress, or of growth, is viewed very negatively. For example, there is nothing wrong with taking a year off between college or graduate school, or even during one’s college career. However, those people who do choose to do so are questioned. Won’t stepping out of college for a year damage your chances of getting a good job or getting into a good graduate school? Won’t you be behind all your friends who are graduating when you’re supposed to graduate? What are you doing, you slacker, sitting around at home twiddling your thumbs?

This view is understandable, though. We don’t want to remain stagnant, but rather go places. We want to become better individuals than the ones we are right now. In fact, we’re supposed to. At the same time, there’s a reason why people call this a rat race. At some point, this seemingly endless chasing of a future becomes exhausting. This all becomes permeated with a fear that perhaps one day, one will fall behind. And then how can one ever catch up? The task of living life and the concerns of roles to be played to perfection becomes consuming. Our ultimate fear is that we will fail in our quest to stay on top of life.

But perhaps this is what we should be afraid of: that in our haste to become something, we become empty shells of people, holding on to our only partially fulfilling existences by a thread of insecurity.

So when that view is compared to the one presented in this song, it seems almost ironic, doesn’t it? The worshipper in this song, realizing the extent of God’s love for her, runs to the cross and clings to it and vows to never move beyond it. For once, she’s staying in one place.

What love is this, that love should die?

All I need is more of You

It’s true that to move beyond Christ’s sacrifice is impossible. As Christians, we live in eternal awareness of God’s love for us. It flows through our interactions with others and stays with us wherever we go. It remains, even as time passes and we either change into people with deeper understandings of God and His Word, or move away from the cross into darker territory. Such a symbol of an overwhelmingly deep love transcends the one moment of time it occurred in. While being a sign of pain and of unspeakable shame, it also became a sign of glory and shame erased, both for us and for Christ. It is also a sign of freedom, from bondage to sin and all the other things your Sunday school teachers and pastors have probably told you.

The worshipper has realized that because of those reasons, she can and should stay at the foot of the cross and not move from it. It is never a good thing to take this sacrifice for granted, or to discount its power. While being a place of rest, it is never a place of stagnancy, but of continual growth – growth that is never hectic or frantic. It is consuming, yes, but in the best possible way.

I think we will find that we are able to live our lives without straying from the foot of the cross, and that we can grow while staying in the same place.

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