A time to remember the greatest death in history.
The death of Jesus Christ, Son of God, Savior of the world.
Placing myself in the shoes of a first-century Palestinian Jew,
Gives me an interesting insight to this day.
You see, these Jews had been waiting for hundreds of years
For God to restore his Kingdom on earth, as he had promised.
They expected a Messiah to bring the Kingdom powerfully:
As a mighty warrior-King on a white horse, sword drawn!
God's plans are always different than our expectations.
Enter Jesus,
The True Messiah.
A baby born to a unmarried teenage mother.
A mere carpenter.
A servant who washed his friend's feet.
As if this wasn't enough to throw them off,
Jesus dies.
The Messiah dies?
Yes, and in one of the most shameful ways--
On a Roman cross, between two criminals.
No wonder the Jews had such a hard time
Accepting Jesus as Messiah!
Their expectations didn't leave room
For God's plans.
We know how the Crucifixion story ends, though:
Life!
God does the greatest thing in history
In the most unexpected, shameful, difficult way.
Do we think that way about our lives?
Do we view the daily struggles,
the broken families,
the sickness,
the oppression,
the stress,
the pain as God's abandonment and uninvolvement?
Or do we see those things as the unexpected ways
For God to bring about the greatest things?
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