The Way

To the moms doing their best, the ones exhausted, grieving, healing, or barely holding it together, you’re seen.

This day is beautiful for some and heavy for others. Both are real.

No perfect families required here. Just real people and real grace.

Here at The Oaks OKC we handle the rest together.

Let’s get honest.

Like me some of you were told (because I asked a lot), “good Christians don’t question God” Like faith is supposed to be quiet, clean, and never messy.

But that’s not in the Bible I read.

There’s a difference between questioning God, and questioning whether He is God.

One is a conversation with a Father.

The other is walking away from the relationship.

He’s really God… He can handle any of your questions.

You want proof?

The Bible is full of them.

“My God, my God, why have You forsaken me?”

That’s not a polished prayer. That’s David. A man in chaos. Hiding in caves. Losing battles. Losing his family. Losing his grip. And he looks up and says, “Are You even there?”

He recorded it in Psalm 22.

Why?

Because someone down the road was going to feel that same thing and need words for their pain.

And then Jesus Himself takes that same line on the cross.

Let that sink in…. The Son of God didn’t pretend everything felt fine. He prayed the question out loud.

So who told you you can’t?

Faith isn’t the absence of questions. Faith is where you take them.

You can run from God with your questions… or you can run to Him with them.

And He’s not intimidated either way.

Famous Last Words

You know how “famous last words” usually go.

“Watch this.”

“I’ve got it.”

Right before everything falls apart.

Then there’s Jesus.

“It is finished.”

Not defeat. Not giving up.
That was a statement. A mission stamped complete.

Now picture it.

Middle of the day, and the sky goes dark.

Not dim… dark.

Like creation itself is reacting to what’s happening on that cross.

Then Jesus cries out,
“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”

If you’re standing there, it sounds like the end.

His people scattered.

Religious leaders feeling like they won.

Crowd taking shots.

Hope looks like it just bled out.

But Jesus isn’t unraveling… He’s pointing somewhere.

That line?

It’s Psalm 22.
It starts in pain, raw and honest, but it doesn’t stay there. It moves straight through suffering and lands in victory. Redemption. The whole world turning back to God.

Even in that moment, Jesus is saying,
“This is part of the plan.”

The people around Him miss it. Think He’s calling for Elijah.
They’re already looking for someone else to fix things.

But nothing needed fixing.

The cross wasn’t a failure.
It was the mission.

Every sin, every broken piece of us… laid on Him.

He steps into it willingly.

Then it happens.

The temple curtain tears from top to bottom. Not man reaching up… but God reaching down.

The barrier between us and Him gone.

Access opened.

And standing there is a Roman soldier. Not a disciple. Not a religious insider.
Just a guy who’s seen too much death.

And he gets it.

“Truly this man was the Son of God.”

What looked like defeat… was the greatest win in history.

So yeah, “famous last words.”

Only these didn’t end anything.
They flipped everything.

Because sometimes when it feels like hope is gone… that’s exactly where God does His best work.

And because of Jesus hope doesn’t stay buried.

The King in the Middle

Most people spend their whole life dodging the middle.

Middle seat on a road trip?
Hard pass.

Middle spot at a restaurant faced away from the door? If you’re like me, feels like you’re vulnerable, exposed even.

We don’t like being caught in between.

But Jesus didn’t avoid it.
He walked straight into it.

Mark 15 puts it plain
“And they crucified Him with two robbers ” Because the how is not the headline.

The why is.

Hung up like He was guilty. “Pilate even said He was innocent”

Right there in that moment, you see both sides wide open

How ugly sin really is
and how relentless God’s love really is.

They beat Him .
Mocked Him.
Spit on Him.

Folks standing close, talking trash “He saved others. He can’t save Himself.”

They thought they were exposing weakness. They were preaching the gospel.

If He steps down, we stay lost.
If He walks away, we are done.

So He stayed .

No shortcuts.
No escape plan.

They offer Him something to numb the pain
He refuses it.

He is not dulling this.
He is drinking every drop.

Not just physical pain

Judgment
Wrath
Everything sin deserves

This is not just a man dying

This is a King stepping into your place.

Taking your weight
your mess
your debt

and not flinching.

He stands in the middle
between a holy God
and people who have no shot on their own

and He takes the hit for both sides.

Mocked like we should have been.
Judged like we should have been.
Crushed under what belonged to us.

And He does not move.

That cross is not just history
it is a mirror.

It shows you how serious sin is
This is what it costs.

But it also shows you how far He will go for you

All the way.

No hesitation
No halfway love

All in.

The King in the middle took your place, so you do not have to stand there alone.

So don’t stand back like this is someone else’s story.

This is yours.

Don’t analyze it
don’t clean it up
don’t keep your distance

Own it.

You needed that cross.
I needed that cross.

Now run to Him.

Run to the King
who stayed on that cross

He had every right to come down but stayed just so we could finally be free.

Come to the Table

We gather around the Lord’s Table a lot.
But let’s be real. Most people don’t stop and ask why it still matters.

Back in Mark 14, Jesus took something old and lit it on fire with new meaning.
This happened the night before everything went down.

The night before He was arrested.

He knew what was coming.
The betrayal.
The lies.
The cross.

And still, He sat down and broke bread.

They were in that upper room during Passover. A meal every one of them knew by heart. A story about freedom. About God pulling His people out of slavery.

The bread reminded them they had to move fast. No time to wait.
The lamb reminded them blood was the reason death passed over their homes.

Then Jesus flips the whole thing.

He takes the bread and says,
“This is my body.”

He takes the cup and says,
“This is my blood poured out.”

That was a line in the sand.

He was telling them,
 “I’m the Lamb now.”
No more endless sacrifices. No more trying to cover sin on repeat.

One sacrifice.
Once and for all.

Him.

And right there in that moment, knowing He was about to be arrested, He was not just looking back. He was looking ahead.
He said there is a day coming when we sit down with Him again in His Kingdom.

So this table is not just about remembering.

It is a reminder of what it cost.
And a promise of what is coming.

This is not some empty routine.
This is where we remember that our freedom was not cheap.
Grace is not soft.
It was paid for in blood.

This is family ground.
This is where sinners come clean.
This is where pride dies and gratitude rises.

So do not walk up to this table casual.
Do not treat it like just another church moment.

Come honest.
Come hungry.
Come knowing you did not earn a seat, but He gave you one anyway.

Jesus is enough. He has always been enough.

So when you come to the table
come ready
come awake
come expecting

Because you are not just remembering a sacrifice.

You are stepping into it.