looking like a loser

On the cross, he looked like the world's biggest loser: someone who claimed divinity, being shown up by a bunch of haughty religious leaders and a swarm of soldier punks.

On the cross, he was weak, mocked, dying.

And still somehow, his heart burned with compassion for the people. He asked that they be forgiven. He offered freedom to his fellow crucified. He knew what no one else knew: power doesn't win.

Love doesn't exert power over others. It serves those whose need is great. Love is sacrificial and difficult.

Ultimately, love brings a new kind of victory. A victory that has defeated the need to be powerful. A victory that celebrates the beauty of sacrifice.

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