Saturday, April 11, 2009

Good Friday

I'm loving Jesus. I love how he was willing to go through much pain, rejection and emotional/physical/spiritual suffering for me. I'm bowled over by his sacrifice and willingness to be spiritually cut off from God.

This came out of meditating on what Jesus went through ~2000 years ago:

Good Friday

This is the day my saviour died
and history bears he was crucified,
unfairly ruled and beaten raw,
dragged through the streets in sight of all,
carrying the bar of his own cross,
taking spits, abuse and other dross,
led up the hill called the place of the skull
tired and bleeding, humble, docile,
cried in pain as nails bit deep
no doubt causing him to weep,
slung up high and strung in place
forced to endure the worst disgrace,
and died, calling in full ear & view,
"Forgive them father, they don't know what they do."

I desperately want finish this off, but that's where my want to write stopped. It's very easy to think of Jesus dieing on the cross as a simple flick-of-the-switch act, but in truth it wouldn't have been. It does us good to stare on the rugged cross and walk Jesus last hours with him. It reminds us how much he was willing to go through, and how much he chose to endure for us. Mind-boggling, when you think about it. Bring on Sunday :)



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