The Cross That Breaks Us Free
You who long for rest, come closer now.
You were not made to carry this burden of self. You were not created to live in the realm of the flesh. “You, however, are not in the realm of the flesh but are in the realm of the Spirit, if indeed the Spirit of God lives in you” (Romans 8:9, AMP). The Spirit of God, the very breath of Yeshua, now lives within those who believe. But many are still bowed under the heavy yoke of pride, of self-sufficiency, of pretending to be enough. And you, beloved, you were never meant to carry it alone.
I write to you with the love of John, the one who leaned on Yeshua’s chest and heard the heartbeat of Heaven. Listen with your spirit: God opposes the proud, but He gives grace to the humble. The cross was never meant to decorate your life. It was meant to crucify your flesh, destroy your pride, and lay your weapons of defense in the dust. The cross is not gentle, but it is good.
You cannot truly come to the cross unless the Holy Spirit leads you. You may admire its beauty. You may understand its theology. But only the Spirit of God can cause you to fall before it and say, “Not my will, but Yours.” Only He can break the stubbornness of the soul. Only He can expose the lie of your own goodness and bring you low enough to be lifted up by grace. This is what it means to be made meek by the Spirit.
God the Transcendent One Has Come Near
God is high and holy—El Elyon, the Most High. He dwells in unapproachable light. He rides upon the wings of the wind and commands stars to burn. But He has not remained far off. The cross has bridged the gulf. The Lamb has made a way. And He, the Transcendent One, calls to you even now: “Come unto Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest… for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls” (Matthew 11:28–29, AMP).
Do you hear it? Do you feel it stir inside your chest? That tug is not emotion. It is the Spirit of the living God calling you into the realm of the Spirit, calling you to surrender. He does not call with condemnation but with invitation. The blood of Yeshua still speaks, still cleanses, still makes you new.
But you must come.
The Process of Being Made Meek by the Spirit
You say, “I’ve already come to Him.” But have you truly laid down your weapons? Have you let Him dismantle your self-defense and pride? Have you let Him make you meek?
This is not a passive thing. This is not about being nice. Meekness is strength submitted. It is fire under control. It is the lion bowing before the Lamb.
The Spirit does not negotiate with pride. He breaks it. He does not adjust your image. He crucifies it. And in that breaking, in that surrender, in that yielding of all you are—you are made free. To be made meek by the Spirit is to walk in the footsteps of the One who humbled Himself unto death, even death on a cross.
A Cross-Carrying Life
The world offers admiration for the proud. The Church, sadly, sometimes does the same. But God exalts the humble. The ones who bow low are the ones lifted high. The ones who come undone before Him are the ones clothed in His righteousness.
You were not born to be impressive. You were born to be conformed to the image of the Son.This requires death—death to pride, death to performance, death to your own plans. But oh, what life flows from that death! Tozer called it being “meeked.” I call it being remade by glory.
Come and Be Undone
So, come. Fall at the foot of the cross again. Let the Spirit examine your heart. Let Him whisper, convict, correct, and cleanse. You will find no safer place to be undone than before the One who already bled for you.
This is the way to revival. Not stadiums. Not programs. But broken hearts. Bowed knees. Souls made meek by the Spirit.
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In silence deep, my soul lays bare,
Your Spirit moving soft as prayer.
No voice, yet all of Heaven speaks,
Where hearts are low and spirits meek.
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Prayer
Holy Spirit, I welcome You. Come and break my pride. Come and destroy every high thought that exalts itself against the knowledge of God. Make me meek. Humble me, change my mind about my own goodness, and lay me bare before the cross. I yield my defenses, my excuses, my self-made righteousness. Come closer than my breath and make me like Yeshua. Let me find rest in His humility. In His name I pray, Amen.
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