The crucifix is important to me as a Catholic, because I need to be reminded to be crucified every day. I need to become more detached from worldly things that are unnecessary, and more pondering of the Passion of Our Lord Jesus Christ. In so doing, I have more compassion for Him, and out of that more compassion for others.
Some Catholic churches have a cross with the risen Christ on it,…but somewhere else in the church it is mandated that there be a crucifix.
Because it was Christ’s crufixion that redeemed us.
“When we journey without the cross, when we build without the cross, and when we confess a Christ without the cross, we are not disciples of the Lord: we are worldly . . . I would like for us all, after these days of grace, to have courage, precisely the courage, to walk in the presence of the Lord’s presence . . . to build the Church upon the blood of the Lord, which is poured out on the cross; and to confess the only glory there is: Christ crucified.” - Pope Francis
Its where I am in my own spiritual journey. Being raised by my grandmother my first contact with religion was Mormon. That was fine as I was led to the Catholic Church many years later. While in Utah I found the Cross to be the most important conversations I ever had. Speaking about the Crucifix even better. I know what it is to take this great symbol out of ones faith life and try to place more focus on the resurrection. This is why my heart was crushed in that Catholic Church I attended with the resurrected Christ above the Alter. With the smaller Crucifix present. Its not that I do not focus on the resurrection, its just that I can’t go there without the Crucifix being front and center in Church, in my daily life, in my soul. Once our great ship with our Lord and Master at the helm depicted on the Cross gets replaced with the Resurrected Christ we will begin loose our way. Its the path that leads first through the protestant sea’s and finds its way to the Mormon Church. We become wordy, trying to shape this life the way we think it should be, making heaven what we want it to be. Christ’s blood drys up and so do we. We have to confess Christ Crucified not Christ Resurrected less we loose ourselves in what only appears to be joy and happiness. Our reality as Catholics is suffering into final joy. And we ain’t there yet. Lets not open the Christmas presents up 2 weeks before Christmas. Lets anticipate the resurrection at the foot of the Crucifix. It is the only way we will ever learn how to embrace true love. And that is what gets us to heaven.
The Crucifix, for me, reminds me that He died for my sins, that He loved me that much, and that my sin, everyone, is like a nail in His Wounds on the Cross, my sins a million crosses that He physically carried.
Although I like the symbol of the Cross at times, much like other faiths, it seems empty without Him…the Crucifix reminds me of the fullness of the faith that the Catholic Church is blessed with.