All our nerves are on edge. We’re snapping and arguing and just a mess. I try to recall what the Master said last night at supper but the events that followed overshadow the memory. I close my eyes and see only His beaten body hanging on that cross. I remember His lifeless form as we took Him down and carried Him to the tomb. The ladies were all crying even as they prepared Him for burial. I feel like crying and screaming but dare not make a sound. Hiding here, with the home shut tight, for fear that they will come after us now that He is gone. Simon Peter is talking about going fishing but some others are leaving for Emmaus. There’s a sadness that fills the air and sinks deep into out hearts. We aren’t partaking in the Passover – it’s just too difficult to celebrate at such a time as this.
I thought it would be different. Just last week the crowds were cheering for Him as we entered the city. I recognized some of those same people yelling for Him to die at Pilates house. But why? Why did it have to happen like this? Someone said they heard Judas hung himself! He was my friend. Why did he betray Him? Why? Why did they take Him at night? They never do that. So many things just don’t make sense to me. Dear God, help me to understand. Help me to know what to do next.
*KNOW JESUS KNOW PEACE *
And Abraham said, My son, God will provide himself a lamb Gen 22:8 KJV
For the Lord will pass through to strike the Egyptians; and when He sees the blood (of the Lamb) on the lintel and on the two doorposts, the Lord will pass over the door and not allow the destroyer to come into your houses to strike you. Ex 12 :23 NKJV
And looking upon Jesus as he walked, he saith, Behold the Lamb of God! John 1:36 KJV
He was led as a sheep to the slaughter; and like a lamb dumb before his shearer, so opened he not his mouth: Acts 8:32 KJV
Your life is a journey you must travel with a deep consciousness of God. It cost God plenty to get you out of that dead-end, empty-headed life you grew up in. He paid with Christ’s sacred blood, you know. He died like an unblemished, sacrificial lamb. And this was no afterthought. Even though it has only lately—at the end of the ages—become public knowledge, God always knew he was going to do this for you. It’s because of this sacrificed Messiah, whom God then raised from the dead and glorified, that you trust God, that you know you have a future in God. 1 Peter 1:18 – 20 The Message
This must be the Lamb – Jesus was betrayed, humiliated, mocked, beaten brutally, forced to march threw the streets while carrying the very cross they would nail Him to. He suffered the nails and taunts and the separation from those He loved here and from the Father. The crowd was worked up and screaming. The soldiers fierceness was unrestrained. The wind blew hard as the clouds closed in. The sky grew dark as hope was fleeing.
A final word… softly spoken… would let us know…. the fight was won –
IT IS FINISHED. John 19:30 KJV
It’s been said that Jesus was beaten so badly that day that He was unrecognizable. That the soldiers hit him so many times and removed sections of His face with fistful of his beard. The mocking crown He wore poured blood that hid His face. Lastly, with the light of the sun hidden by the ominous clouds being blown around it would have been nearly impossible to see His face regardless of the beatings.
But, if … you close your eyes… and really try…
and think of that day… so long ago… you might be able…
to turn up the lights… wipe away the blood…
and look into the face of Love!
HE DIED FOR ME AND FOR YOU THAT’S WHAT LOVE CAN DO
Be Blessed this Good Friday and take a moment to be ministered to by these artists – Al and Betty
This Must Be The Lamb – by Michael Card from You Tube
The Via Dolorsa – by Sandi Patty w/ The Passion from You Tube
Spring. Warmer longer nicer days. March Madness in affect and pitchers and catchers reporting for training in warmer southern states. Children’s thoughts turn to recesses and proms and the soon end of school days. It’s time for Spring cleaning, Spring plantings, Spring flowers and even the putting away of the Winter clothes. We come out of whatever type of Winter we may have had and look out onto the hopeful horizon of Summer threw the eyes of Spring. We are happy that it’s here and walk with a spring in our step (forgive the pun) and a song in our heart. As we should.
Spring is God’s way of reminding us of the resurrection. Spring reminds us that we planted tulip bulbs that were long forgotten by the months of Fall leaves and Winters snow. Buried beneath the cold hard ground they were there all along. Waiting, quietly, for the time to be just right so they could come up and stand tall in the warm light of the Sun. Likewise, this is our hope – if we trust in Him Who said, as He sat near a well, to a woman with a troubled past – ” I am the Resurrection and the life, he who believes in me, though he may die, he shall live.” John 11:25 NKJV
This world is not our home and when we die it will not be over. When we die “it” will have only just begun. “It” is Eternity and this life, however long, will be a millisecond compared with the eternity that awaits us all. Where we spend that eternity and what we are resurrected into (life or damnation) is entirely up to us. Jesus came from Heaven and walked this earth to teach us the truth about life and to save us from our sins. Trusting in Him and His sacrificial death on the cross means that when this body dies we will still live. We will live on instantly after death with Him in heaven in our spirit form and we will live in our resurrected bodies when the Lord raises us up. Unfortunately, this will not be the fate for all of humanity. While the invitation may be open to all, not everyone will RSVP.
Your invitation has been sent. It has your name written in gold leaf lettering. It has a raised official stamp next to the hosts’ signature at the bottom so accept no imitations. It has no expiration and is non-transferable but you should reply quickly. This invitation is for the feast of the centuries. It’s taken thousands of years to plan. The costs are covered by your host who paid for it all with his blood, sweat and tears – gladly! Most importantly – He did it for YOU! He waits for your reply. Won’t you accept His invitation to be brought up out of the cold hard ground we call this earthly life and stand tall in the warm light of the Son for all eternity.