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Our Porn Problem

It seems like every day another man is being accused of stepping over the line of decency that marks what’s okay and not okay in their encounters with women.  Knowing men as I do my first reaction is to grant the female victim the benefit of the doubt.  I loudly applaud and fully support the long overdue outrage against male sexual harassment that’s growing because it’s about time it gets dragged into the spotlight of public scrutiny.  To say it’s widespread is a gross understatement and only by holding the leering culprits who prey upon the vulnerable accountable for their actions will it stop.  Only when a man understands their career will be kaput if the truth about their despicable behavior goes viral will there be enough incentive for the majority of them to change their ways.  In my life I’ve worked many jobs and I’ve either witnessed or become aware of sexual impropriety going on in almost all of them.  As a professional musician in the 70s I watched otherwise decent men take blatant advantage of their admired status as a stage performer to use and then callously discard gullible young women right and left.  I admit I was guilty of doing the same until my “you-know-better-because-you-were-raised-in-a-God-fearing-home” conscience convicted me early on that my selfishness was inflicting emotional pain on others and I ceased.  Yet, in order to remain gainfully employed, I looked the other way when I saw it happening around me.  I figured it came with the territory.  I’m certainly not proud of that but a lot of it was due to extreme backsliding away from my Christian faith.  I had no moral compass to speak of.

 

In my 30s I worked in retail management and I was privy to many stories of other store managers that demanded “favors” from their female employees who dared to ask for raises or promotions.  I worked in the cable TV industry for 13 years after that but because the top position was held by a strong, no-nonsense woman things of that nature weren’t tolerated on any level.  However, when I landed a job with a financial investment company in 2000 I immediately realized the portfolio managers there (mostly men) thought quite highly of themselves.  Thus they felt entitled to try to get away with whatever shenanigans they could.  This was in the midst of the “sensitivity training” era when staff members were required to take certain courses because of the increasing number of sexually-oriented lawsuits affecting a lot of businesses’ bottom line.  Yet it didn’t make much of an impression on these dudes.  In time a major scandal erupted in the office involving two high-ranking managers and a female assistant.  She settled out of court for a hefty sum and the two sleazebags were summarily fired.  So, yes, I’ve seen it all my life.  That’s why when women finally started coming forward with graphic tales of the unwanted sexual advances and threats they’ve had to deal with and the hard decisions it forced them into making I was very pleased.

 

However.  What I do find disappointing is the lack of protest against the worst offender of women’s rights and dignity in existence – the multi-billion dollar porn machine that’s getting off scot free.  The fact is porn is a huge problem in modern society.  Not only in the USA but, thanks to the worldwide web, across the entire globe.  Yet it remains the smelly elephant in the room no one wants to talk about openly while it goes on destroying lives indiscriminately.  Honestly, it did a thorough job of messing up mine for decades and my covert “browsing habit” almost cost me my marriage so I know what I’m talking about.  I found healing from its destruction once I rededicated my life to Jesus Christ and started working the steps and principles offered free of charge in His life-changing ministry, Celebrate Recovery.  As a leader in that program I’ve met hundreds of men who’ve suffered greatly from being seduced by the lure of porn’s empty promises of gratification.  In many cases it was viewing porn that made them feel emboldened to approach women inappropriately.  You see, porn has skewed almost every male’s fundamental ideas about sex and it needs to be castigated, vilified and eliminated for the ugliness and suffering it has wrought.

 

I understand my attempting to encourage a “War on Porn” isn’t going to be supported by everybody.  That’s because it’s become an accepted facet of 21st century life and too many folks consider it a harmless diversion.  Especially men who’ll gladly give you a litany of reasons why they deem ogling “dirty pictures” not only beneficial but necessary for maintaining their physical, emotional and mental health.  They’ll argue if it was toxic why would the government allow it to be available 24/7 to every age group on every laptop and smartphone without any restrictions whatsoever?  Isn’t porn a 1st amendment right no bureaucracy has the right to deny them?  Hasn’t civilization evolved to the point where archaic taboos telling us what’s obscene and what’s not are passé?  Porn’s literally been around as long as people have been drawing images on cave walls so isn’t it simply a genetically-encoded trait intended to make sure the human species doesn’t become extinct?  These are just some of the lame explanations for why porn should be tolerated and not labeled a critical issue.  I’ve not only heard it all but I used those same arguments to justify my own indulgences so, again, I know of what I speak.

 

Over the next few weeks I’ll be exploring and exposing the myths and lies those who create, distribute and indulge in porn spout in order to continue spreading their filth far and wide.  While those who don’t believe in God or any religion that tags certain acts “sinful” aren’t going to give a flip about what the Bible has to say about anything, much less porn, my emphasis will be on helping Christians who find themselves helplessly caught in the smut trap.  The Scriptures have a lot to teach about having a healthy viewpoint about sex and believers had best pay heed.  Ponder the ramifications of this particular verse: In those days Israel had no king.  Each man did what he considered to be right(Judges 21:25).  Stay tuned.

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Our Turn to Shine

Christians must bear in mind Jesus handed the entire job of spreading the Good News around over to us right before He relocated to the heavenly realm.  So it’s been “our turn” for a long time.  His work on terra firma was over and ours just beginning.  Every generation of followers since Pentecost, when the Holy Spirit came to indwell the heart and mind of every born-again believer, has known its primary task is to introduce everyone to Christ.  Our Savior instructed, “…You will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you, and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the farthest parts of the earth (Acts 1:8).  Therefore each of us plays a pivotal role in God’s master plan of salvation.  Every Christian is important.  Dallas Willard wrote, “This aching world is waiting for the people explicitly identified with Christ to be, through and through, the people He intends them to be.  Whether it realizes it or not.  There is no other hope on earth.”

 

Five months ago I began writing about the life and teachings of Jesus.  (Writing’s my way of digesting what I read in the Bible.)  I’ve borrowed heavily from the late, great Scottish preacher/theologian James S. Stewart, tossing in his poignant observations often.  21 essays later I’m even more intrigued and amazed by Christ than ever before.  I’ll alter a popular advertising slogan and say my Lord is truly “the most interesting man in the universe.”  His is the authentic “Never-ending Story.”  He defeated death.  He’ll continue to live forevermore.  Not one of the four evangelists who penned the Gospel accounts felt it appropriate or truthful to add “The End” to their book.  At the start of Acts, Luke’s second tome, he expressed that his former contribution to the Gospels was “…about all that Jesus began to do and teach…” (Acts 1:1), implying (a) more work is necessary to save this fallen world and (b) we’re the ones commissioned to do it.  Christ did the heavy lifting for us.  The price of sin has been paid in full.  The revelation of God’s redeeming love is available for all mankind to accept.  Jesus completed in every aspect His mission on this planet.  His notoriety is without peer.  However, Christians must never allow our Savior to be pigeon-holed into being regarded as only a significantly influential “historical figure.”  No way.  Christ was the most unique person who ever lived because He is, in every respect humans are capable of comprehending, God.  Nothing else explains how He transformed so many lives over the centuries.

 

Stewart said, “The fact of the matter is that the first volume of the life of Christ, the evangelic record, has been followed by a hundred others; and one is actually being written at the present hour wherever down the crowded streets of life the Master moves, seeking and finding the lost, binding up the brokenhearted, and driving out devils in the name of the Lord God Almighty.  The story had not ended when Calvary and Easter were past.  It had only just begun.”  Nobody understood this better than the apostles.  They didn’t see Jesus die, they saw Him ascend.  Whereupon they dedicated themselves to accomplishing their assigned goal – starting and nurturing a movement that, in less than 300 years, would invade and conquer even the mighty Roman Empire that had approved/facilitated the crucifixion of the Messiah.  Ponder for a moment what they accomplished against impossible odds.  Brandishing but one weapon – love – they took on not only civilization’s firmly-entrenched secularist and materialistic mindset but the unseen “principalities and powers” Paul spoke of.  They withstood the ever-intensifying scorn, ridicule and hatred continually heaped on them as society at large realized it had best take Christianity seriously.  Nevertheless, because the followers of Jesus had the undiluted power that created the universe energizing them, the Gospel message prevailed.  Yet they never called it their movement.  It was Christ’s.  He was alive in the hearts of those who bucked the trends; present in the lives of those who believed in what He was doing in the world.

 

The power the disciples possessed wasn’t imaginary or the fortunate result of fostering a positive attitude.  Not on your life.  This was a supernatural power, up till then an extremely rare commodity only a handful of humans had wielded, bequeathed to them by Christ.  This power had many facets.  It was physical.  They had extraordinary stamina and determination that enabled them to carry on despite hardships, injuries and harsh persecutions.  This power was intellectually stimulating.  Most of the early missionaries were near-illiterate yet the life-saving message of salvation they broadcast was grasped by even the most educated individuals of their time.  This power was morally uplifting.  It had the ability to save the struggling ne’er-do-wells who thought they were beyond rescue from their hurts, habits and hang-ups and introduce them to the sparkling cleanliness of Christ’s blood they could wash their souls in.  This power was spiritual.  It changed the whole person in ways that earthly things never have and never will.  The disciples actually performed bona fide miracles, healing the infirm and restoring life.  They knew without a doubt where this power came from.  It came solely from their Savior.  As Paul humbly proclaimed, I have been crucified with Christ, and it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me.  So the life I now live in the body, I live because of the faithfulness of the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me (Galatians 2:20).  A new era had commenced with the soldiers of the Lord leading the steady advance of truth across the globe.

 

We are the adopted children of God who’ve been chosen to carry the banner of Christ into the 21st century.  It’s not a suggestion but a direct order from the King of kings himself.  All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me.  Therefore go and make disciples of all nations… teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you (Matthew 28:18-19).  There’s no question about what’s expected of us.  We’re not to wonder where or when we’re to start ministering.  If we’ve faithfully asked for God’s will to be done in our lives then we’ve been positioned precisely in the right spot and the right moment to make a difference in a lost person’s life.  One of the things we emphasize in Celebrate Recovery is that we don’t have to clean up our act before we can be of use to God.  Remember, the privilege of being qualified as ambassadors for Jesus wasn’t something we earned.  None of us merited our redemption.  While we were still sinners Christ died for us (Romans 5:8).  Thus what we owe our Savior is nothing short of 100% dedication to doing what He told us to do.  Stewart wrote, “Christianity doesn’t mean complimenting Christ as genius or artist or teacher; it means bowing to Christ as commander.”  One of the many things I love about my church family is that we sent out and support missionaries in Honduras, Lebanon, India, Estonia and Northern Africa.  Some think we’d be better off spending that money closer to home because this country has turned away from Christ to its severe detriment.  But that’s not what Jesus instructed us to do.  Our job is not to question but to obey our Master explicitly.

 

That being said, Christians should be spurred to action by the urgency of the desperate situation the planet’s inhabitants are in.  The wisest thing Jesus did was to refrain from telling us when He’s coming back.  That way every believer must assume the world could end today and billions of folks would be left behind.  If we knew the exact date we’d surely procrastinate because it’s human nature to do so!  But all we know is time’s ‘a wastin’.  Jesus said, First the gospel must be preached to all the nations (Mark 13:10).  It has.  With modern-day communication devices as abundant as they are it’s a safe bet it won’t be much longer till He returns.  Civilization has lost its moral compass so we are the ones who must point it in the right direction.  It’s our turn to shine.  As Christ preached, You are the light of the world… Let your light shine before people, so that they can see your good deeds and give honor to your Father in heaven (Matthew 5:14-16).  The world needs Jesus more than ever so we must openly proclaim Jesus as the only practical solution to all its collective and personal problems.

 

The truth is we should be chomping at the bit to share the glory of the Gospel message with whoever will lend an ear.  The disciples?  They couldn’t help themselves.  What they had to offer the world was the greatest treasure they’d ever found.  We should exude the same enthusiasm.  All other religions insist, indirectly or otherwise, that the only hope sinful men and women have of escaping the wrath of God (or of being ignored by Him altogether) is to painstakingly pile up enough good works to outweigh their bad ones so they might gain a smidgen of favor with Him.  Conversely, Christianity says “God loves you just as you are, not as you should be.”  Other religions either portray God as a wholly unknowable entity or as a mean-spirited tyrant who has no need whatsoever for any of us.  The Christian viewpoint is that God is a good, good Father who loves us unconditionally.  No other religion presents the world with a savior.  In Christianity the head of the Church is the anointed Savior of all who’ll simply believe in Him.  How dare we withhold the most fantastic, liberating news of all time?

 

The fact that emboldened the disciples enough to risk life and limb to spread the Word far and wide is the same one that should goad us into doing the same – Jesus is Lord.  The first post-ascension sermon, delivered publicly by Simon Peter, concluded with this statement: Therefore let all the house of Israel know beyond a doubt that God has made this Jesus whom you crucified both Lord and Christ (Acts 2:36).  We need not wait around for another revelation, sign or miraculous event.  The Lord of the earth has set us free from the burden of our own sinful nature.  Our Creator has settled our debt forever.  There’s nothing left to be done for us.  It’s our turn to shine the light of our Lord outward like a beacon piercing the darkest night, beckoning the confused, distraught and befuddled to row back to the peaceful shores of home; informing them the merciful God we serve will meet them halfway.  Christians acknowledge Jesus is Lord but perhaps we take it for granted everybody recognizes that.  Yet to the disciples that divine distinction meant everything.  The gentle friend/mentor they’d spent years learning from and being changed by was the very person God had promised to Satan would one day “…crush your head…” (Genesis 3:15).  While the Jewish leaders continued to anticipate the Messiah’s arrival Christians proceeded knowing He’d not only come and gone already, but that He’d altered the course of the whole cosmos.  Nothing remained the same.

 

While He had every right to assume by default the title of “Lord of all Creation” it’s notable Jesus didn’t do that.  He paid the steepest price imaginable for it.  It was bought with starvation pains in the wilderness when He rejected the devil’s temptations.  It was bought with tears shed over the sins of mankind.  It was bought with the blood-infused sweat that poured from His brow in Gethsemane.  It was bought with the inhuman torture He suffered for our sake on the cross.  It was bought with His uninterrupted love for us that refuses to relent for even a nanosecond.  Jesus deserves His Lordship because He stooped to the unmatched level of experiencing life as we ourselves have to live it.  How can we not pledge allegiance to a King who’s literally walked in our shoes?  The least we can do for Him is to be His ambassadors.  As Paul wrote, You have been bought at a price.  Therefore glorify God with your body (1 Corinthians 6:20).

 

If things transpired on my timetable Jesus would’ve already raptured His Church and I (along with my brothers and sisters in Christ) would’ve been “…caught up together in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air (1 Thessalonians 4:17).  But it’s not my schedule we’re on.  It’s God’s.  I have to trust that what He told us long ago is true: Indeed, my plans are not like your plans, and my deeds are not like your deeds, for just as the sky is higher than the earth, so my deeds are superior to your deeds and my plans superior to your plans (Isaiah 55:8-9).  The designation of being “Lord of All” belongs to Christ alone.  He earned it fair and square with His human blood, sweat and tears.  As a result God exalted him and gave him the name that is above every name, so that at the name of Jesus every knee will bow – in heaven and on earth and under the earth – and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord to the glory of God the Father (Philippians 2:9-11).  Christ wears His crown already but the spectacular coronation ceremony has yet to occur and that’s when He’ll judge the world.  Stewart wrote, “Already one figure is standing where the roads of all the ages meet; and to those who have once seen Him and experienced in their own lives His power, this above all else is certain, that a day is drawing near when every gate in the universe will be lifting up its head to let the King come in.”

 

So here’s the $64,000 question I and everyone else who identifies themselves as being a follower of Christ must answer: “Am I doing my God-ordained part in securing the salvation of lost souls wandering through this fallen world that Jesus died to save or will I be content to sneak into heaven ‘…only as one escaping through the flames’ (1 Corinthians 3:15)?  It really is up to me.  And you.  There are so many people out there who don’t know the joy we know.  It’s up to us, through our words and actions, to tell them about the drastic difference Jesus has made in our life.  Willard wrote, “Only when those who really do know that Jesus Christ is the light of the world take up their stand with Him, and fulfill their calling from Him to be children of light where they are, will there be any realistic hope of stemming the tide of evil and showing the way out of that tide for those who really want out.”  It’s our turn to shine.

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Death’s Defeat

Nothing more graphically illustrates how Christ’s victory over death changed everything than the following real life scenarios.  The first takes place in a darkened room in Jerusalem.  The doors are locked, the shutters closed.  Eleven men hunker inside.  They hardly speak a word to each other.  The overwhelming fear they share is trumped only by intense dejection and grief.  One of their own has betrayed their Master who in turn was tortured to death, His lifeless body securely sealed in a tomb.  All their hopes and dreams for bringing light into the world have been dashed upon jagged rocks.  And, as if that’s not bad enough, they’re now wanted outlaws.  They have no clue what to do.  The second scene, occurring only a short time later, stands in stark contrast.  The same group of men are strolling the streets, openly broadcasting what they call “The Best News EVER!”  They aren’t scared.  They aren’t depressed.  They aren’t worried about what might happen to them.  Their eyes are ablaze with fiery zeal and the words they preach are super powerful.  They know their divinely-ordained purpose for being alive.  They’re on a mission to inform the entire planet that salvation is now freely available to all; that eternal life is within everyone’s reach; that death – the ultimate enemy of happiness – has been defeated.  The Messiah is alive!

 

The difference between the two couldn’t be more drastic.  The former is one of utter despondence, the latter of boundless enthusiasm and emboldened confidence.  Only a matter of a few days separates them.  What miraculous event could’ve caused this dramatic, 180 degree change in the disciples’ attitudes?  The Bible makes it clear – they knew firsthand that Christ had returned from the grave!  Our Lord had broken the stranglehold death had saddled on humanity since the fall of Adam & Eve forevermore!  This was no made-up fable, this was reality.  The Apostle’s Creed confirms that the followers, while hiding in that stuffy upper room, had been of one mind – Jesus was officially “crucified, dead and buried.”  It was over.  All was lost.  A bleak, pointless future was all they could anticipate.  Simon Peter figured he’d go back to fishing but he knew it’d never fulfill him the way life with Christ had.  Yet something urged them to keep the faith.  Perhaps it was the memory of their Master’s repeated assurances that His absence would be temporary; that on the third day He’d walk out of His grave very much alive and more glorious than ever.  Their patience paid off big time.  Jesus showed up, live and in person.

 

The Resurrection is as verifiable as anything history regards factual.  Now, if the Gospel accounts were identical in every detail in their documentation of what happened that first Easter Sunday we’d have good cause to accuse them of collusion.  But the eyewitness testimonies they recorded contain slight variations and they actually add credibility to the overall storyline instead of doubts because they reveal the all-too-fallible human touch.  Now, some will argue Christ’s coming back to life after being mutilated and killed is impossible.  Dr. William Craig begs to differ.  He said, “The hypothesis that God raised Jesus from the dead doesn’t contradict science or any known facts of experience.  All it requires is the hypothesis that God exists…  As long as the existence of God is even possible, it’s possible He acted in history by raising Jesus from the dead.”  The heavily-guarded tomb was definitely empty, else the authorities would’ve merely produced Christ’s corpse and halted the rumor mill’s churning immediately.  But they couldn’t dispute the inconvenient fact the tomb was, indeed, vacant.  They didn’t even try to prove otherwise!  Plus hundreds of folks saw Jesus alive.  Respected theologian Michael Green opined, “The appearances of Jesus are as well-authenticated as anything in antiquity… There can be no rational doubt they occurred, and that the main reason why Christians became sure of the resurrection in the earliest days was just this: They could say with assurance, ‘We have seen the Lord.’  They knew it was He.”  And James S. Stewart pointed out that, “…just fifty days after the Crucifixion the apostolic preaching of the Resurrection began in Jerusalem, the evidence convinced thousands.”  Was it some kind of mass hallucination?  Nope.  Any psychologist worth their salt will tell you those things are fictional.  They don’t happen.

 

Aside from the hard evidence skeptics must still contend with the amazing transformation that took place in the demeanor of the disciples themselves.  It’s nonsensical to surmise one of them stood up to propose they “cheer up already” and get busy concocting a wild, fanciful tale about Christ conquering death.  Undertaking something that desperate wouldn’t alter their fundamental character and it certainly wouldn’t cause them to suddenly deem martyrdom worthy of wholehearted pursuit.  Dr. J.P. Moreland said, “…the apostles were willing to die for something they’d seen with their own eyes and touched with their own hands…  And when you’ve got 11 credible people with no ulterior motives, with nothing to gain and lots to lose, who all agree they observed something with their own eyes you’ve got some difficulty explaining that away.”  Personally I’ve never met anybody willing to die for something they know is a lie.  The unprecedented exponential growth of Christ’s Church also bolsters belief in the Resurrection because that’s what really fueled and continues to fuel its strong assertion that the God’s honest truth has been revealed to mankind.  It’s difficult to conceive that an institution as influential as the Church has been could, for nearly 20 centuries, survive the vicious attacks – social, political and intellectual – that’ve besieged it nonstop if it was built solely upon a fairy tale.  Get real.  Movements, whether ideological or spiritual, just don’t last that long in this tumultuous world.

 

When all’s said and done what truly distinguishes Christianity from other religions, the thing which makes it not only credible but logical, is the person of Jesus Himself.  Once the disciples got over the shock of seeing their beloved Master whole again they likely wondered why they were shocked by His return at all.  When they reflected on the supernatural miracles they’d seen Jesus perform repeatedly it dawned on them that “…it was not possible for him to be held in its [death’s] power (Acts 2:24).  They’d never encountered anyone even remotely as full of vigor and vitality as Christ.  In him was life, and the life was the light of mankind (John 1:4).  I mean, they’d watched Him heal people of leprosy, the dreaded disease known to be incurable, on the spot.  So death never had a chance against the Son of God.  Why?  Because death had never tried to hold down a sinless, morally perfected human being!  Only the holy Son of God could end the curse of Eden.  Stewart wrote, “In Jesus alone among the sons of men the final break with sin had been achieved; and the power of spirit over matter, which in others was blocked and thwarted at every turn by sin’s taint and bias, was in Him fully set free.  Mighty works thus flowed naturally from Jesus; and the Resurrection, the mightiest of all, ceased to be impossible or even improbable and became inevitable.”  In the end it was the disciples’ close relationship with Christ, resulting naturally from being in near-constant contact with Him daily for years, which made them realize His Resurrection made perfect sense.  They’d come to savvy Jesus was truly God among us.  Thus if He’d died then God had died and all of creation would’ve collapsed.  It didn’t.  Their faith had been rewarded and their purpose precisely defined.

 

We can learn loads from our Savior’s post-resurrection appearances.  Both John and Matthew claim the first person to encounter the risen Jesus was Mary Magdalene.  Imagine that!  The spectacular news that permanently altered the course of human history and has outlasted the comings/goings of countless empires over the last 2,000 years was delivered initially to one humble, nondescript woman who’d at one time had 7 demons living in her before Christ evicted them.  It was love that’d sent her groping along in the pre-dawn darkness just to see if she might sit near Her Master’s mangled body only to discover even that opportunity had been cruelly taken from her.  He wasn’t there.  She wept until two angels asked her why.  She told them, They have taken my Lord away, and I do not know where they have put him! (John 20:13).  She turned to see a man standing nearby but it wasn’t until He called her by name that she recognized Him as Jesus.  What a joyous revelation that must’ve been for Mary!  Ponder this: If the disciples had opted to start a propaganda ball rolling by spreading sensationalized gossip concerning the Resurrection wouldn’t they have tossed in a lot more pizzazz to spice up the whole “empty tomb” fabrication?  Like avowing the stone exploded instead of rolling away?  That would’ve been tons more exciting, doncha think?  Or that Christ brazenly barged in on Caiaphas and his Sanhedrin pals, causing them to soil their robes in fright?  That’d make an attention-garnering tabloid headline, right?  But saying the risen Creator of the universe calmly addressed a woman of questionable character before presenting Himself to His male associates?  Say what?  Who ever heard of employing such an unimpressive, thoroughly forgettable tactic?  Only unwavering dedication to telling the truth can explain why they reported it the way it really happened.

 

In Luke we’re treated to the tale of two travelers trudging home to Emmaus after spending Passover week in Jerusalem.  Like the disciples, Cleopas and his unnamed friend were down in the dumps, venting to each other their disappointment that the one man they’d hoped would be the long-promised Messiah had been unjustly tried and murdered by the ruthless “powers that be”, thoroughly crushing all hope.  Yet ain’t it just like Christ to appear just when we think He’s nowhere to be found?  A stranger joined them in their walk and he offered insightful musings like, Wasn’t it necessary for the Christ to suffer these things and enter into his glory? (Luke 24:26).  It was dusk when they got home so, being neighborly, they invited Him to stay the night.  When he had taken his place at the table with them, he took the bread, blessed and broke it, and gave it to them.  At this point their eyes were opened and they recognized him.  Then he vanished out of their sight (Luke 24:30-31).  Rather than lie around questioning their senses, they got up and raced eight miles in the dark all the way back to Jerusalem!  They had to inform the disciples immediately!

 

The 10 disciples (Judas was swinging in a tree by then and Thomas was AWOL) were still maintaining the lowest profile possible in the aforementioned room.  Cleopas and his companion evidently knew the secret password and were let in.  But before they could finish their report Jesus appeared out of thin air and “…stood among them (Luke 24:36).  All doubts the crew might’ve been harboring vanished – except, of course, Thomas’.  A week later, displaying His gracious patience with those who can’t help but doubt, Christ visited the same room again for Thomas’ benefit.  Thomas, embarrassed by his lack of trust, could only cry out, My Lord and my God! (John 20:28).  Now they all knew it was Jesus, not some weird apparition.  Yet there was something quite different about Him, nonetheless.  He said, Do not touch me, for I have not yet ascended to my Father (John 20:17), suggesting there was some sort of material-to-spiritual transition going on they wouldn’t be able to handle.  There are other hints: “…He appeared in a different form…” (Mark 16:12) and “…they were startled and terrified, thinking they saw a ghost (Luke 24:37).  Later we read where He stood on the beach “…but the disciples did not know that it was Jesus (John 21:4) so it’s safe to conclude He wasn’t exactly the same as before.  It’d be foolish to expect otherwise, though.  Being God, He was no longer restricted by time, space or matter.  He was as free as He promised we’ll be someday.

 

So what does the Resurrection tell us?  For one thing, it represents God’s acquittal of His only begotten Son.  Stewart wrote, “…Here in the Resurrection was God’s sudden, unexpected attestation of the very highest and most daring hopes that had ever been cherished about Jesus, God’s own seal set convincingly to Jesus’ messianic claim, God’s final vindication of His Son.”  It also affirmed the uncontestable validity of holiness, truth and love – the building blocks of Christ’s message and ministry.  Had His body remained entombed His enemies and critics would’ve touted it as evidence that righteousness, while admirable, is ultimately powerless to combat the inherently wicked, evil hearts of men; that we’re better off looking out for #1 after all.  But when Jesus rose from the dead His admonition to Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect (Matthew 5:48) was proven justified.  It also demonstrated that there is, after all, life after death.  Otherwise, His telling us, “…I am going away to make ready a place for you.  And if I go and make ready a place for you, I will come again and take you to be with me, so that where I am you may be too (John 14:2-3) would mean nothing whatsoever.  But Jesus’ conquest of death was our conquest of it, as well.  It’s as He said: “…Because I live, you will live too (John 14:19).  Christians should realize fearing death is a colossal waste of precious time.  The Resurrection also means our Savior isn’t only alive but that He’ll be with us eternally.  The last words He spoke to His disciples before He ascended into the heavenly realm still ring true: “…I am with you always, to the end of the age (Matthew 28:20).  That means He’ll never abandon us; that we can face whatever tomorrow brings courageously because we know we’ll have the same hands that created the universe carrying us safely through what storms may come; that when all others fall away amidst our times of tragedy, heartbreak or loneliness He will faithfully stand by our side.  He’s promised us nothing less.

 

Still, I’m thankful to have something other than words printed in a book to back up, reinforce and substantiate my wholehearted belief in and surrender to Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior.  I’ve literally felt His presence several times in my life.  To try to describe it would be futile for He’s touched my very soul with His extraordinary love, His limitless ability to heal, His unfettered willingness to forgive even my most egregious of sins and His unmatched tenderness.  As Karl Rahner wrote, “Some things are understood not by grasping but by allowing oneself to be grasped.”  I can’t top that poignant quote so I’ll simply affirm that it’s true.

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Calvary Hill

The cross changed everything.  And “everything” in this context is universal in scope.  What happened on Golgotha almost 2,000 years ago was unprecedented in God’s creation.  Thus Calvary is the holiest spot in existence – as evidenced by the way the Gospel writers described what occurred there.  No doubt they felt words alone couldn’t do it justice so their narratives are noticeably restrained and bereft of sensational adjectives.  That’s not to imply reading them isn’t breathtaking and heart-wrenching.  On the contrary, they always bring me tears.  What I’m saying is they saw no need for exploitation as they presented the tragic tale of the cruel murder of our precious Savior, keeping it dignified and reverent via simplicity.  It certainly hasn’t diminished the inimitable shudder Christians the world over experience when they visualize the horrible scene that took place outside Jerusalem on Good Friday.  For instance, John 19:25 begins with Now there stood by the cross of Jesus his mother…”  Embellishment isn’t necessary because there’s no person alive who isn’t touched on a very deep level by the image of a mother watching her beloved son being tortured to death before her very eyes.  What the Bible does is respect our intelligence and ability to comprehend the ghastliness of the cross without having to go overboard.

 

In my previous essay I explained Christ was executed by a combination of religious, government and tribal entities.  The blinded-by-pride Pharisees, egged on by a bunch of self-aggrandizing egomaniacs (who dared call themselves “priests”), were the ringleaders of the whole fiasco.  The insecure Pontius Pilate, representing the Roman Empire, succumbed to political blackmail and cowardly turned his back on justice.  And the Israelites, disappointed that their Messiah had no intention of becoming a vengeful superhero, jumped right into the mad fray to loudly demand the imposter be crucified ASAP.  However, to assert the sum of those three elements was the main culprit would be erroneous.  Understand the cross wouldn’t have happened unless Jesus allowed it to happen.  He went there by His own volition.  He wasn’t forced to die.  He was no helpless victim of gross unfairness.  He could’ve nipped it in the bud but He didn’t.  He told His arresters in Gethsemane, “…Do you think that I cannot call on my Father, and that he would send me more than twelve legions of angels right now? (Matthew 26:53).  Christ knew exactly what He was doing.  He’d announced, For even the Son of Man did not come to be served but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many (Mark 10:45).  Of His life He said, No one takes it away from me, but I lay it down of my own free will (John 10:18).  He also explained why: The Son of Man must suffer many things and be rejected by the elders, chief priests, and experts in the law, and be killed, and on the third day be raised (Luke 9:22).  He didn’t go through it primarily for the sake of duty but for the sake of displaying God’s amazing love for us.

 

You see, His death, wrongful as it was, had a divine purpose; a purpose Jesus was aware of from the beginning.  That purpose being the redemption of mankind.  He knew the incredibly steep price that had to be paid and He was ready to pay it in full.  This explains the uncanny calmness and self-possession Christ exhibited to the very end.  Those who believed they were His judge thought they were in total control of the situation.  They never were.  Nothing befell Jesus He didn’t let occur.  What may’ve appeared to some to be meek acquiescence on His part was, in actuality, His omnipotent power being held in check.  Paul expressed it well when he wrote, For the foolishness of God is wiser than human wisdom, and the weakness of God is stronger than human strength (1 Corinthians 1:25).

 

It’s impossible to conjure up a worse way to die than by crucifixion.  The grisly reality of it has been glossed over somewhat by our own religion that has, over the centuries, draped it in a glow of beauty.  We adorn our church buildings with it, decorate flags with it, carve it into headstones, glorify it in hymns and sport it as chic jewelry.  I’m not saying there’s anything inherently sinful about any of that but we must never lose sight of the fact that in Jesus’ era crucifixion was unspeakably shameful, degrading and grotesquely offensive.  Deuteronomy 21:23 implies anyone hung on a tree is cursed by God.”  Heck, even the Roman pagans considered it vile.  Cicero called it the “…cruelest, most hideous of punishments” and added, “Never may it come near the bodies of Roman citizens, never near their thoughts or eyes or ears!”  But rather than abolish it they ironically deemed it appropriate when dealing with disobedient slaves, particularly loathsome foreigners or enemies of the state.  Go figure.  Truth is, because of its demeaning stigma Jesus’s execution on the cross turned out to be the “stumbling block” for Jews and Gentiles Paul mentioned in his letters.  Nonetheless, he proudly adopted it as his core message.  “…I decided to be concerned about nothing among you except Jesus Christ, and him crucified(1 Corinthians 2:2).  Christ’s inhumane execution only points out the extreme measures required to overcome the worldwide scourge of sin and to defeat its advocate, Satan.

 

As if the method of capital punishment wasn’t awful enough, the Romans made the condemned lug their cross up a hill!  Jesus was no exception.  But because the severe flogging they’d gleefully inflicted caused Him to lose massive amounts of blood, draining Him of stamina, they realized His completing that ghoulish task was out of the question.  Assigning the job to one of his soldiers was unthinkable so the centurion in charge of the procession picked out, at random, a bystander to finish the dubious chore.  Simon of Cyrene, likely bummed over being conscripted to tote the heavy lumber for a lowly trouble-maker he’d only heard wild rumors about, had no choice.  It wound up being his life-changing epiphany.  We can surmise this because we’re told in Scripture Simon was the father of Alexander and Rufus, two Christians who played a prominent role in establishing the early apostolic church.  Therefore it’s logical to conclude Simon became a dedicated believer that day because, obviously, he converted his immediate family to the faith after coming into such close proximity to our Savior.

 

What went down once the entourage reached the top of Calvary Hill is repulsive to even the most hardened of hearts.  Alexander Metherell, M.D., PH.D. put it this way: “The pain was absolutely unbearable.  In fact, it was literally beyond words to describe; they had to invent a new word: excruciating.  Literally, excruciating means ‘out of the cross.’  Think of that; they needed to create a new word, because there was nothing in the language that could describe the intense anguish caused during the crucifixion.”  Alas, for the jaded soldiers this was just another day at the office.  We’re told, “…They sat down and kept guard over him there (Matthew 27:36).  They then gambled for His clothes.  Picture that, if you will.  The execution squad was witnessing the Son of God taking on the past and future sins of humanity, redeeming the world and providing every man, woman and child a pathway to eternal paradise – and they saw nothing out of the ordinary.  How come?  James S. Stewart succinctly wrote, “For always there is a moral and spiritual qualification for recognizing God.”

 

It’s intriguing Pilate would have the soldiers affix a plaque over Jesus’ head bearing the inscription, “Jesus of Nazareth the King of the Jews.”  Since all four of the Gospel writers mention it it’s indisputable.  Affixing a sign wasn’t unusual.  The crime a criminal had committed was intentionally posted so anyone strolling by would be encouraged to regard it a stern warning.  Yet it’s doubtful anybody else got labeled with being killed for the crime of claiming a kingship.  While it wasn’t beneath Pilate to add insult to injury by adding a facetious jab of wry sarcasm, he probably did it to further humiliate the Sanhedrin honchos who’d played dirty pool with him hours earlier.  This really got Caiaphas and his robed yes-men’s collective goat because they lodged a formal protest against Pilate, demanding it be removed or at least altered to their liking.  Pilate flatly refused, saying What I have written, I have written (John 19:22).  Or, in modern lingo, “It is what it is.  Get over it.”  But the fact he had the inscription printed in Greek, Latin and Hebrew causes one to think there was something more profound involved.  Perhaps Pilate’s one-on-one conference with the actual Son of God stirred something within his soul; something he was reticent to admit, even to himself.  Jesus’ maintenance of a dignified and regal mien in the face of looming disaster probably had an effect on the Roman prefect he couldn’t rationalize away.  Thus he decided to let Christ’s bold claim “go viral.”  Greek was the language of culture and knowledge; Latin of law and government; Hebrew of revealed religion.  Doesn’t sound like an accident.  I think Pilate knew precisely what he was doing.  And maybe it’s because he didn’t know what else to do.

 

While all this was going on it’s a sure bet the devil was in a panic.  I have a feeling he instigated the taunting Jesus had to endure.  Those who passed by defamed him, shaking their heads and saying, ‘You who can destroy the temple and rebuild it in three days, save yourself!  If you are God’s Son, come down from the cross!(Matthew 27:39-40).  Even though Christ had proven Himself immune from temptation Satan hoped it’d work this time considering the pitiful shape his adversary was in.  Healing His own wounds, miraculously freeing his wrists and ankles from the iron nails holding His body in place and then drifting to terra firma whole again would settle the issue of whether or not He was the Messiah once and for all!  He’d have more followers than He could shake a stick at.  His mockers confirmed it saying, He saved others, but he cannot save himself!  He is the king of Israel!  If he comes down now from the cross, we will believe in him! (Matthew 27:42)   But Jesus turned that option down same as He’d done in the wilderness right after His baptism years earlier.  Stewart wrote, “It was indeed the central fact of the gospel, that in His passion to save the world by giving the final revelation of love, Jesus would not and could not save Himself.  Not by the Roman nails through His hands, but by the perfect love in His own heart, He was bound to the cross, bound fast to it until the work was done; and His refusal to save Himself has become the saving of the world.”

 

While Jesus’ enemies probably thought it’d be kinda funny to place Him between two no good thieves on Calvary Hill they didn’t realize just how appropriate that configuration was.  Christ had spent His life in the company of sinners and society’s outcasts so it was only fitting He’d die with them, too.  Their names remain unrevealed but their actions tell us all about what kind of men they were.  Despite writhing in their own agonies, they somehow summoned the gumption to ridicule Jesus.  After a while, though, one of them stopped.  He’d noticed Christ wasn’t jawing trash back at them.  Rather, he overheard Jesus praying for His tormentors!  He clearly heard Him plead, Father, forgive them, for they don’t know what they are doing (Luke 23:34).  “Who is this guy?” he must’ve wondered, “He’s either insane or He’s God but, to His credit, He’s certainly not acting like a loon.”  The thief’s spiritual eyes had opened.  He saw he was in the presence of deity.  He told his counterpart to shut up, then asked the innocent man next to him, ’Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.’  And Jesus said to him, ‘I tell you the truth, today you will be with me in paradise’ (Luke 23:42-43).  In that moment our Lord confirmed nobody is too far gone to gain salvation; that God’s grace, forgiveness and mercy truly has no condition other than sincere belief in the precious One who died to save our souls.

 

At about three o’clock Jesus shouted with a loud voice, ‘Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?’ that is, ‘My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?’ (Matthew 27:46).  This verse has puzzled many, including myself at times.  Some speculate Christ was merely reciting the opening verse of Psalm 22 but the Scripture says He shouted it so it had to be intentionally broadcast.  Perhaps it was our Lord’s soul crying out due to being crushed by the immense weight of the totality of all our sins.  I don’t know.  All I can do is humbly admit there were things transpiring in the spiritual realm that afternoon I’ll never be privy to.  Maybe, like Job, it’s what Christ didn’t say that’s most significant.  He never railed against His Heavenly Father.  He trusted God explicitly to the bitter end.  Jesus’ last words said it all.  He cried out, “…It is finished! (John 19:30).  That’s when Satan knew he’d lost and that love had triumphed.  Christ’s words were not a statement of surrender but an exclamation of unequivocal victory!  Stewart wrote, “With that glad cry the soul of Jesus burst home into His Father’s presence.  He’d glorified God on the earth; He’d finished the work which God had given Him to do.”

 

So what was the reason for the cross?  Christ’s message taught that, by His death and resurrection, a saving, cleansing power previously unknown on this planet would henceforth be available to every human being.  The repulsiveness of the crucifixion revealed sin’s ugly, destructive nature for all to see.  We’re the guilty ones, not Jesus.  He bore my sins up there.  He bore yours, too.  All of them.  And each of them stinks to high heaven yet He willingly piled them onto His own lacerated shoulders and suffered the consequence.  At the same time the cross symbolizes God’s unfathomable love for us.  Christ’s didn’t die to appease an angry Father or to make Him change His opinion about people.  God doesn’t have to be goaded into loving you and me because He never ceases to love us for a nanosecond.  Yes, it’s all about love.  It always will be.  Brennan Manning wrote, “Christianity consists primarily not in what we do for God but in what God does for us – the great, wondrous things God dreamed up and achieved for us in Christ Jesus.  When God comes streaming into our lives in the power of His Word, all He asks is that we be stunned and surprised, let our mouths hang open, and begin to breathe deeply.”

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The Great Travesty

Once Jesus was betrayed by Judas and arrested in Gethsemane things got uglier.  Our Savior was subjected to suffering through not one but two trials within the span of a few hours.  To call them trials is laughable, though.  They were more vindictive inquisitions than fair hearings and the resulting sentence was nothing less than court-sanctioned murder.  Without a doubt there’s never been a more egregious travesty of justice in history.  First, Christ was dragged before the Jewish Sanhedrin to endure what can only loosely be termed an ecclesiastical trial and later hauled before a very annoyed Roman prefect for a civil trial.  Because Jesus was being charged (falsely) with a capital offense the evil-minded Sanhedrin cadre couldn’t condemn Him to death by themselves.  That required an official ruling from Pontius Pilate.  You see, Rome granted to all the nations they’d conquered a modicum of self-government.  The Caesars were ruthless but not dumb.  They’d learned the hard way that letting folks pretend they had some say in the management of their local affairs kept things relatively peaceful/orderly, especially in the remotest of their territories.  Yet when it came to lethal executions Rome insisted on having the final word.  That’s why our Lord was so unceremoniously and roughly escorted from one locale to another across Jerusalem that Thursday night and Friday morning.  Keep in mind that typically when two or more people witness or hear about an event the timeline will contain slight variations.  This episode is no exception but the core facts of what happened are undisputed.

 

All the men involved in the case were “professionals” yet their behavior was so self-serving as to be appropriately labelled uncivilized if not downright barbaric.  And of the two entities the Sanhedrin was unquestionably the worst.  The story goes that following His apprehension by the Temple’s secret police goons Jesus was brought before Annas.  This must’ve been a routine courtesy because, while Annas held no official position, he was nonetheless a very powerful dude.  It’d been two decades since he’d held the revered title of high priest and since then five of his sons had occupied the #1 spot so Annas kinda ruled the roost by proxy, so to speak.  It was probably Annas who’d instituted and was still overseeing the disgraceful “pay-for-penance” scheme in the Temple courtyards that’d made him rich and made Jesus so incensed.  Therefore it’s not illogical to identify Annas as being the principal mastermind behind the plot to eliminate the troublesome Nazarene who was costing him money.

 

Old as Annas was, he likely danced with delight to see his main adversary bound in chains.  Annas erroneously figured he’d throw a few loaded questions at Jesus and within no time He’d say something inflammatory that’d prove He was a dangerous enemy of Rome. “…The high priest questioned Jesus about his disciples and about his teaching.  Jesus replied, ‘I have spoken publicly to the world.  I always taught in the synagogues and in the temple courts, where all the Jewish people assemble together.  I have said nothing in secret.  Why do you ask me?  Ask those who heard what I said.  They know what I said.’  When Jesus had said this, one of the high priest’s officers who stood nearby struck him on the face and said, ‘Is that the way you answer the high priest?’  Jesus replied, ‘If I have said something wrong, confirm what is wrong.  But if I spoke correctly, why strike me?’ His prisoner was making too much sense so Annas quickly realized this wasn’t going to be easy-peasy after all.  As the saying goes, “When in doubt, delegate” and that’s just what he did.  Then Annas sent him, still tied up, to Caiaphas the high priest (John 18:19-24).

 

Now, the reigning high priest was to the Jews what the Pope is to the Catholic Church.  There was no higher-level human authority.  He was the God of Abraham’s personal representative on earth.  Caiaphas was also the interpreter of Jewish law and the only one who could annually enter the “Holy of Holies” on behalf of the chosen race and manage to walk out alive.  Yet despite being the king of the Jewish hill in Israel it was Caiaphas who condemned the Jews’ long-promised Messiah to death!  Obviously being a spiritual icon doesn’t mean one is necessarily wise or even fully aware of what’s really going on.  James S. Stewart opined, “It’s disconcerting but true that it was precisely those who were loudest in religious profession who, on encountering Jesus, were loudest in censure and protest.”

 

Even though it was the dead of night, news of Christ’s capture spread like juicy gossip among the members of the Sanhedrin and they all scurried to Caiaphas’ headquarters within minutes.  The fact they couldn’t legally convene before sunrise was conveniently overlooked because their pressing need to take care of the “Jesus problem” took precedence over observing protocol.  In essence, the lawmakers didn’t mind breaking their own laws when they felt those laws warranted being broken.  The witnesses that testified to having heard Jesus’ “conspiratorial” sermons only succeeded in contradicting each other so a very perturbed, impatient Caiaphas cut to the chase.  He approached our Lord and asked, ’Are you the Christ, the Son of the Blessed One?’  ‘I am,’ said Jesus, ‘and you will see the Son of Man sitting at the right hand of the Power and coming with the clouds of heaven’ (Mark 14:61-62).  This bold (but oh so true) statement sent the room into an uproar.  Caiaphas had gotten what he’d hoped to get – an open confession of intentional blasphemy from the mouth of the defendant.  Caiaphas could work with that.  He planned to spin it into something a lot more sinister before Pilate.

 

Everything about this farce of a “trial” is so very wrong.  Thus it behooves us to dissect and closely examine it as the epitome of human connivance it is.  Suffice it to say mankind has never stooped lower.  How many times did the Sanhedrin blatantly defy their strict, hallowed statutes?  Let us count the ways!  First, the court itself had been an accomplice in Jesus’ betrayal.  The two-faced bigwigs in charge had paid the traitorous Judas to reveal his Master’s whereabouts and now they had the gall to sit in judgment of Christ.  Hardly an impartial jury!  Second, Jewish law demanded a definite charge be issued against any defendant before a tribunal was convened.  The Scriptures reveal they really didn’t have a legitimate charge at all.  They just collectively despised Jesus, His disciples and His revolutionary teachings.  When all that Christ’s accusers accomplished was muddying up the proceedings Caiaphas should’ve stopped the circus right then and declared a mistrial.  But he wouldn’t dare.  He let it continue in clear violation of the law they’d all vowed to dutifully abide by.  Third, the head judge, Caiaphas, was also the lead prosecutor!  Now, if that ain’t a rigged game I don’t know what is.  Why, it was none other than Caiaphas who’d earlier said to a gathering of chief priests concerning Christ, You know nothing at all!  You do not realize that it is more to your advantage to have one man die for the people than for the whole nation to perish (John 11:49-50).  Therefore it’s no surprise that when the star witnesses turned out to be useless Caiaphas the judge took on the role of interrogator.  Unbiased?  Yeah, right.

 

Fourth, Jesus had no legal representation whatsoever.  He wasn’t even allowed to call any witnesses for His defense so it was literally “Christ versus the world” in that noisy room.  Last but not least was the hurry the whole dubious shebang was conducted in.  I mean, who holds a trial at two in the morning, only minutes after the culprit’s been taken into custody?  Especially when the “esteemed membership” of the Sanhedrin knows full well what they’re doing is blatantly unlawful!  It was also common knowledge a death sentence could only be pronounced 24 hours after a trial ended but they didn’t care.  On top of that they knew the Law expressly forbid their even hearing a case the day before a Sabbath or a religious festival.  None of this bothered anybody, it appears.  They’d become an unruly, vengeance-seeking lynch mob bent on killing an innocent man and to hell with any technicalities that got in their way.  They were out for blood.  Period.

 

The Sanhedrin’s kangaroo court adjourned.  Their unanimous verdict, guilty; the punishment, death by crucifixion.  Yes, they’d done their dirty deed illegally but come sunrise they’d simply rubber-stamp their overnight decision, declare it all copacetic and no one would suspect any improper shenanigans had occurred.  Who’d risk objecting?  After the “righteous elite” and their brutal team of licensed thugs perpetrated unspeakable acts of sadistic violence upon the gentle Lamb of God they rushed Him off to Pilate.  He’d been the Roman procurator of Judea for six long years and it’d been anything but a smooth ride.  The Emperor Tiberias had stationed him there to ride herd over the stiff-necked Israelis who resented his iron-fisted way of governing them.  Pilate had grown to loathe his job and his Jewish subjects who did nothing but complain.  He didn’t give a flip about their sacred traditions but he had to let them “do their thing” else he’d land in hot water with his boss back home.  And now, in the wee hours before dawn, a bunch of them came knocking on his palace door demanding drive-thru justice.  Though aggravated, he knew he had to keep his cool and hear the hypocrites out.  Stewart wrote, “Neither the Sanhedrin nor the mass of common people had much love for Pilate; but the spur of necessity works wonders, and it was now the main hope of Caiaphas and the rest to make a good impression on their governor and win him to their side, and so secure the death of Jesus.”  Still, the Sanhedrin jerks stayed outside so as not to become defiled by association.  Oh, the irony!

 

Pilate understood his role but he wasn’t a pushover by any means.  He demanded to know the main charge against Jesus.  Somewhat snarkily the Jewish reps barked back, If this man were not a criminal, we would not have handed him over to you! (John 18:30).  In other words, don’t fret over details, just do your duty, Hoss!  Pilate, probably nursing a hangover, was in no mood for sarcasm and instructed them to take care of their own business.  But get this.  Suddenly obeying the Law was important to them!  They griped, We cannot legally put anyone to death (John 18:31).  The nerve!  Next they resorted to lying, telling Pilate they’d found Jesus guilty, not of blasphemy, but of treason against Rome; that He was systematically poisoning the impressionable minds of the uneducated masses; that He’d urged them to not pay taxes and that He’d crowned Himself king of the realm.  They were shameless.  Pilate opted to have a private chat with the badly-beaten prisoner.

 

I’ve always been fascinated by this particular meeting.  While Pilate’s judging the bloodied and bruised stranger Jesus is still intent on saving the man’s soul.  It didn’t take long before Pilate recognized there was something astonishingly different about the defendant.  Despite the cruel abuse that’d been foisted upon His flesh, Jesus was remarkably composed and dignified standing tall before him.  Pilate’s curiosity piqued, he conversed with Christ for a while before exclaiming ’So you are a king!’  Jesus replied, ‘You say that I am a king.  For this reason I was born, and for this reason I came into the world – to testify to the truth.  Everyone who belongs to the truth listens to my voice.’  Sensing he was way out of his league with Christ, Pilate could only mumble, What is truth?’ (John 18:37-38).  Too bad he didn’t wait around to receive Jesus’ answer to that profound query.  Pilate was eager to be done with the whole sordid affair so he told the restless mob he’d found Christ “not guilty”.  Well, they weren’t buying any of that so Pilate decided this mess was Herod’s problem, not his, so off his soldiers went, Christ in tow.  Herod took one look at Jesus and sent Him back pronto with the message, “Thanks, but no thanks.  I wouldn’t dream of depriving you of your well-deserved privileges of authority, my man.  Good luck.”

 

Pilate switched to plan B.  He went outside and broached the Passover custom of releasing a Jewish criminal (a gesture of Roman mercy), suggesting Jesus should be the lucky Joe that year.  No go.  They preferred the hooligan Barabbas, instead.  Pilate was stumped so he had our Lord flogged to within an inch of His life and then brought Him back outside for viewing.  Surely the surly gang would be satisfied with vicious mutilation.  Nope.  They screamed, Away with him!  Crucify him! (John 19:15).  Pilate still hesitated to hand Jesus over until they threatened to report him for insubordination.  They shouted, If you release this man, you are no friend of Caesar!  Everyone who claims to be a king opposes Caesar! (John 19:12).  That’s when panic gripped Pilate’s stony heart.  He scrubbed his hands clean and told the Sanhedrin to do whatever they wanted with Christ.  Pilate succumbed to what amounted to political blackmail, tucked tail and chickened out.  So much for a Roman “fair trial.”  J. I. Packer wrote, “Pilate, having symbolically washed his hands of the matter – the goofiest gesture, perhaps, of all time – gave the green light for judicial murder, directing that Jesus, though guiltless, should die all the same to keep people happy.  Pilate saw this as shrewd government; how cynical can you get?”

 

Things aren’t always what they appear surface-wise.  Stewart wrote, “Everyone who studies the narratives has the strange feeling that the tables are being turned before their very eyes and that what they’re seeing isn’t Jesus on trial before Caiaphas or Pilate or Herod; what they’re seeing is Caiaphas, Pilate and Herod on trial before Jesus.  Face to face each of them stood with the Son of Man for a brief hour; and His searchlight played upon their souls, revealing their inmost nature and showing them up for all the world and for all time to see.”  Their names will live in infamy.  Not for being upstanding, brave men but for exemplifying the very worst in people whose pride won’t let them surrender their heart to the miraculous, life-changing healing Christ offers.  Annas was jealous of Jesus’ popularity.  Caiaphas would do anything to maintain his prestige.  Herod was completely self-absorbed.  And Pilate was a coward, no bones about it.  The truth is that those “judges” were the ones being judged by the ultimate judge of all mankind.  There’ll be a judgment day for each of us, too, so we must all ask, not only ourselves but of everyone we encounter, “What’ll you do with Christ?”  Our eternal destination rides on the answer we give.

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Then There Was Judas

Following His amazing Transfiguration on Mt. Hermon Jesus set His sights on Jerusalem.  He traveled through Samaria and Judea, proclaiming the Kingdom of God and healing the sick as usual.  It’s worth noting Christ didn’t sit cross-legged in an ornate shrine somewhere, waiting for people to come pay homage.  On the contrary, He and His entourage stayed on the move, taking the Gospel message directly to where folks who needed it most lived.  They’d been to Jerusalem at least twice before.  We know they visited the previous year for October’s Feast of Tabernacles and December’s Feast of Dedication.  But this time they’d be there for Passover, the holiest day of the Jewish religion.  It’s of particular significance the place was teeming with pilgrims hailing from rural regions like Galilee where Jesus’ sermons had affected the locals tremendously.  This explains why on that Sunday morning crowds of excited people shouting hosannas lined the road Jesus took to enter the city.  Any questions of whether folks considered Him to be the promised Messiah were answered by the clamor they made over His arrival and Jesus did nothing to persuade them otherwise.  While many bandwagoners had lost faith in Him there were still thousands who hadn’t because He’d healed them (or someone they were close to) or He’d turned their spiritual lives around 180 degrees from despair to hopefulness.  And now here He was, fearlessly daring the Jewish hierarchy who hated Him to try and stop Him.  To them Christ was the hero of the common man.

 

This time Jesus didn’t attempt to hide His true identity.  The hour had come to fulfill all the ancient prophesies.  What Zechariah had predicted centuries earlier was happening right before the nation’s eyes in real time: Rejoice greatly, daughter of Zion!  Shout, daughter of Jerusalem!  Look!  Your king is coming to you: he is legitimate and victorious, humble and riding on a donkey – on a young donkey, the foal of a female donkey (Zechariah 9:9).  Nonverbally Christ was announcing to the elated throng, “Your King is here!”  Did Jesus know what He was doing?  Of course!  Riding into town on a donkey was one unmistakable sign of Messiahship all Jews would recognize as authentic without explanation.  He also knew the members of the Sanhedrin wouldn’t miss the visual symbolism, either.  It was a defining moment in world history.  Christ was forcing their hand and the ball was now literally in their court.  James S. Stewart wrote of the situation, “Let the powers of evil do their worst; [Jesus] knew His power.  He was the Lord’s anointed.  He was riding to the throne which God had given Him.  He was ready for the last campaign.”  Arriving on the back of a donkey also efficiently dispelled any pipedreams some might’ve had that He’d suddenly turn into a war-mongering liberator who’d take on Rome’s might.  What they witnessed instead was Jesus expressing His deep sorrow for Jerusalem.  Now when Jesus approached and saw the city, he wept over it, saying ‘If you had only known on this day, even you, the things that make for peace!  But now they are hidden from your eyes (Luke 19:41-42).  He knew what the future held for Jerusalem and it wasn’t pretty.  Before long nothing would be left standing.  So after the parade He didn’t climb up on a stage and deliver a rousing victory speech.  Rather He returned to the quiet suburb of Bethany.  For His disappointed fans the show was over.

 

Yet it was no retreat.  Christ boldly reentered the city on Monday and Tuesday (sans donkey) and proceeded to make His presence and His displeasure known.  Then Jesus entered the temple area and drove out all those who were selling and buying in the temple courts, and turned over the tables of the money changers and the chairs of those selling doves (Matthew 21:12).  Hitting the religious authorities in their wallets definitely got their strict attention.  They proceeded to pull out all the stops, pelting Him with a flurry of “gotcha” questions designed to paint Him into an ideological corner.  Jesus responded with one stinging parable after another, pointing out the blatant hypocrisies of the Pharisees and Sadducees, telling them in no uncertain terms they were speeding down the highway to Hades.  This was no occasion for niceties.  He said to them, You snakes, you offspring of vipers!  How will you escape being condemned to hell? (Matthew 23:33).  The big wigs couldn’t handle being publicly slammed so they hastily convened an emergency meeting of the Sanhedrin whereupon they agreed Jesus had to be put down ASAP.  But the how, when and where His arrest could take place without causing a riot was a monkey wrench in their plan.  If they weren’t careful their whole plot to silence Christ could blow up in their face.  Enter Judas Iscariot.  Problem solved.  The disciple knew where His Master would be at night and he was willing to sell out his friend for a handful of coins.  The Pharisees and Sadducees eagerly paid up and Jesus’ fate was sealed.

 

On Thursday Christ came in from Bethany again, this time to observe the Paschal feast with His eleven trustworthy associates and one turncoat.  This gathering turned out to be the most memorable supper ever recorded because it was in the secluded “upper room” where the revered Christian Sacraments were instituted by the Son of God; where He told of the Father’s multi-roomed, eternal mansion that awaits all His adopted children; where He issued the promise of the Comforter who’d arrive after His return to heaven.  Stewart wrote, “…Small wonder this upper room has been a dearer place to Christendom than all the great cathedrals raised by subsequent ages to Jesus’ honor.”  Indeed, it was in this same room the terrified apostles laid low following their mentor’s apprehension.  It was in this same upper room Christ visited them after His resurrection and it’s likely the place where the Holy Spirit enveloped them collectively with the empowering glory of Pentecost.  Most importantly, though, it’s where the first communion service was held.  This simple but profound rite involving bread and wine has remained sacred and unchanged for nearly 2,000 years.  It’s a ritual all Christians agree is irreplaceable.  Jesus instructed the disciples to drink the wine and eat the bread and then asked them to Do this in remembrance of me (Luke 22:19).  Words will always fail to convey the sublime.  Art will always fall short of capturing the divine.  Only the language of action can come close to expressing the inexpressible emotions that rise up in the heart of a man or woman who’s experienced the soul-saving touch of Christ.  I can only speak for myself but when I partake of the Lord’s Supper I feel my Savior’s presence and I’m comforted knowing without a doubt He is near.

 

Supper done, Jesus then led His faithful eleven to the garden of Gethsemane where He endured long, lonely hours of acute, gut-wrenching anxiety.  We’ve all been there, too, but we must acknowledge that our angst over what we were going to go through pales in comparison to what Christ was anticipating that night.  To think we can fully relate is preposterous for Jesus was preparing to shoulder the cumulative sins of the world.  Some speculate our Savior’s plea to the Father from the Cross was due to His fear of death.  Nope.  Stewart wrote, “It wasn’t death that made Him cry to God; it was sin.  It was the shame of all the world, the burden of all the sons of men, which in that dread hour He was taking upon His own sinless heart.  It was the sudden sense of sin’s sheer horror, loathsomeness and Godforsakenness.”  We’ll never know everything that transpired in the spiritual realm that woeful afternoon but we do know this: Jesus’ trust in His Father’s will never faltered.  But I digress.  The scene is Gethsemane.  Christ is fervently praying while even His most loyal disciples snooze away.  It was Jesus who first spotted the flickering lights of the torches as the troop of soldiers entered the garden.  Yet He didn’t freak out.  He remained calm and in complete control of the situation to insure only He would be taken into custody.  Before His pals knew it He’d been led away.  The Bible simply says, Then all the disciples left him and fled (Matthew 26:56).  The eleven ran like rabbits.  Not a flattering depiction.

 

But then there was Judas.  As a Christian it’s difficult to be objective about him or his disgraceful deed.  It’s hard to fathom that someone who’d hung out with our precious Lord from the beginning of His ministry could sink so low as to betray Him with a shameful kiss.  It’s caused many to opine Judas must’ve been none other than Satan disguised as a man.  Well, it’s not that cut & dried.  Truth is Judas’ treachery is all too human for comfort so we must dig deep to gain even a modicum of understanding.  We can assume he started out like the rest of the disciples, leaving everything and everyone behind in order to follow Jesus.  What he’d found in Christ’s teachings and countenance was unlike anything he’d ever encountered before.  He couldn’t imagine anybody being wiser or more charismatic than the Nazarene.  His selection by Jesus to be one of His closest confidants was the best thing to ever happen to him.  He didn’t hesitate to go wherever He’d take him.  We who adore our Savior know what that feels like.

 

Therefore we must ask the question of “Why in blazes did Jesus pick Judas?”  Since Christ was an expert at seeing through people’s facades and gauging the true intent of their heart we have to conclude that, at the time at least, Judas was as good a candidate for sainthood as any of the others.  Judas didn’t fool our Lord because his motives for following Him were wholly sincere.  Now, some scholars believe Jesus chose Judas despite his ugly character defects because He needed a villain in order to insure God’s predestined plans came to fruition.  However, that notion turns predestination into fatalism, a concept that runs counter to God’s granting everyone, including Judas, unconditional free will.  So, was it demonic possession?  Oh, I know John 13:27 says Satan entered Judas but 13:2 reads, “…the devil had already put into the heart of Judas… that he should betray Jesus.”  Doesn’t he put sinful urges into our hearts, too?  Sounds like plain ol’ temptation to me.  Look, all the disciples had flaws.  Not one was perfect.  All the apostles had to overcome their inner conflicts and selfish desires.  Eleven of them did.  Judas didn’t.  I’m certainly not making excuses for the jerk but odds are high that out of any dozen men or women one’s bound to be a bad apple.  Think about it.

 

Judas began well but eventually his dysfunctions got the best of him.  In time he became resentful that guys like Peter got to sit closer to the Master.  He likely grew paranoid, imagining his peers were giggling behind his back.  Surely Christ noticed a gradual change in Judas’ attitude and went out of His way to reassure him how special and important he was though Judas probably felt his mentor was patronizing him.  At Celebrate Recovery meetings I’ve heard hundreds of testimonies from folks who’ve watched their personal neuroses and hang-ups steer them down a similar dark path.  In Judas’ case they led to him becoming extremely frustrated and disappointed over Jesus’ refusal to instigate a forceful revolution against the Romans he hated.  At the height of his Master’s popularity Judas felt Jesus should’ve inspired the oppressed Israelites to unite behind Him, rise up and forcibly reclaim what God had promised was theirs.  But Christ didn’t.  Soon Judas’ impatience turned into bitterness and later into seeking vengeance.

 

Still it seems a stretch to conclude a “troubled” man like Judas would deliberately stab even a casual acquaintance in the back.  Most who lose faith in a person simply throw up their hands and walk away.  So what pushed Judas over the edge?  Love of money is always a prime candidate.  The Scriptures hint Judas had a streak of covetousness in him as well as a tendency to pilfer cash from the collection plate.  Shoot, in John 12:6 he’s called a thief!  But if financial gain was his core motive wouldn’t he have demanded more moolah from the Sanhedrin honchos for Jesus’ head?  30 silver pieces hardly made him wealthy so scratch greed.  What about jealousy?  After all, he was the only Judean on a team of Galileans.  They may’ve marginalized him or made him the butt of their jokes.  We do know he wasn’t part of Christ’s “inner circle” but neither were eight of the others so it doesn’t figure jealousy alone triggered his treason.  Was it fear?  It can manifest itself in many despicable ways so was that the central impetus?  Perhaps Judas believed what his Master was telling them concerning what was going to happen and he decided he’d rather not sink with the ship.  Maybe he became a wire-wearing informant to avoid being indicted as an accessory when they rounded up Jesus’ co-conspirators.  Yet while self-preservation isn’t far-fetched it still doesn’t add up.  Why go to all that trouble when you could just split the scene?

 

One popular theory is Judas was simply calling Christ’s bluff; that by putting Him in harm’s way Jesus would have to do something miraculous and dramatic to prevent His own demise; that once He unleashed His unlimited powers to thwart the murderous scheme cooked up by the Sanhedrin snobs (and put Pilate in his place) Jesus would garner the overwhelming support of the people to assume His rightful kingship.  Then God’s glorious Kingdom would come by default.  Stewart wrote, “It’s an ingenious theory; and, if accepted, would go far to rehabilitate the worst reputation in history.  But it won’t hold water.  It represents Jesus as an irresolute, procrastinating Hamlet.”  It also implies Judas was a well-intentioned dude who simply used poor judgment.  But if that’s all it was then why didn’t Christ mercifully pardon Judas instead of condemning him post-resurrection?  Doesn’t quite jell.

 

What we’re left with is this: Judas, over time, nurtured his revengeful spirit.  He hated that Jesus saw right through his mask and perceived what he was contemplating.  For that invasion of privacy he’d show the Messiah what real power was!  What’s scary about that conclusion is recognizing that all humans have the potential to let what Jeremiah called our deceitful heart take over our consciousness if we don’t let the love of Christ rule over it.  Judas’ sorry life demonstrated that un-repented sin will destroy anybody, even someone blessed to walk and talk with the Son of God Himself.  To those who claim a man or woman can’t lose their salvation I present as evidence what became of Judas Iscariot.

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When Wolves Stalked Our Shepherd

Jesus lived with a target on His back.  From the very start there were men who didn’t want Him here.  Our Lord also lived knowing what awaited Him at the end of His sojourn.  The wolves would kill to be rid of Him.  But nothing could deter Him from seeing His mission through.  When He walked away from Satan’s temptations in the wilderness where He defiantly rejected taking short cuts His destiny was sealed.  However, the future was no mystery to Him.  During the 30 years that led up to the day of His baptism He studied the Scriptures and no doubt recognized Himself as being the Suffering Servant whom Isaiah had predicted would come.  And, as James S. Stewart wrote, “…The thought must have possessed Him that to render a perfect obedience to God, to make a full life surrender, was certain in a world which denied God and stoned the prophets to lead to suffering and ultimately to death.  The shadow of the Cross was there from the first.”

 

Yet no other human on the planet had an inkling of what was in store for Jesus down the line on Golgotha.  Even after His admission in Caesarea Philippi of His Messiahship when He began to openly reveal His impending demise to His disciples not one of them took Him seriously.  They thought surely their Master was speaking metaphorically; that such a thing could never actually happen.  But Jesus was resolute.  The Bible tells us, From that time on Jesus began to show his disciples that he must go to Jerusalem and suffer many things at the hands of the elders, chief priests, and experts in the law, and be killed, and on the third day be raised.  So Peter took him aside and began to rebuke him: ‘God forbid, Lord!  This must not happen to you!’  But he turned and said to Peter, ‘Get behind me, Satan!  You are a stumbling block to me, because you are not setting your mind on God’s interests, but on man’s’ (Matthew 16:21-23).  Christ wasn’t having any of Peter’s “I’ll protect you” talk.  Still, despite being repeatedly forewarned of what loomed ahead, the apostles were soon to act like they never saw the crucifixion coming.  Only the Son of God saw the gruesome specter of the Cross for what it was and, without hesitation, went forward to meet it.

 

So who were the wolves who stalked our Savior?  There were plenty but we may as well start with the Pharisees.  The irony of their particular situation is stunning.  The men who were acknowledged as the most religious in Israel turned out to be determined ringleaders of the movement to silence (by whatever means necessary) the Savior of mankind.  Understand these guys were in charge of keeping the sacred Jewish traditions and tenets from becoming contaminated or watered down while the nation struggled under the thumb of Rome and they’d done an admirable job.  They’d promoted righteousness, steadfast recognition of the one true God and obeying His laws faithfully.  They’d managed to keep the light of faith burning through the darkest of hours.  Yet they vehemently rejected all Christ preached and stood for.  We must ask why for they, of all people, should’ve known better.

 

First and foremost, they considered Him bogus because He didn’t rise up through their ranks.  He was a poor carpenter from Hicksville, for Pete’s sake!  He knew next to nothing about their sophisticated culture and ecclesiastical customs so the idea He could possibly be the Messiah was not only absurd but downright offensive.  And then there was the ragtag bunch of misfit losers He called friends and associates.  For example one of His crew, Matthew, was, of all things, a traitorous tax collector!  The fact that Jesus would rather spend time fraternizing with the riffraff instead of courting favor with them, the superior elite, displayed complete disrespect for His all-wise elders.  Furthermore, He had the audacity to publicly call them hypocrites.  Didn’t He know they’d earned the right to be judgmental and holier-than-thou?  What the conceited Pharisees failed to realize is their prideful self-righteousness had blinded them.  They were unable to conceive God might dare to incarnate in a manner different from the one they’d envisioned in all their sagacity.  No way could they be wrong about Jesus.  Therefore this “Messiah” was an imposter who deserved the capital punishment He insisted on bringing upon Himself.

 

A second serious problem the Pharisees had with Jesus was His cavalier attitude toward the Mosaic Laws and Jewish orthodoxy.  To them the goal of perfectly observing the 613 commandments wasn’t a suggestion, it was a mandate.  So for this penniless Nazarene to not only claim He was the fulfillment of those sacred laws and that He’d come to reveal new truths as well as a more accurate characterization of what the Heavenly Father’s like was unforgivable blasphemy, plain and simple.  Stewart wrote, “[Jesus] came challenging men to rethink God, but that, to the tightly shut mind of a Pharisee, was preposterous and intolerable.”  As George Meredith opined, “An unteachable spirit is one of the most tragic things in life.”  Everything about Christ’s teachings encourages us to develop an open, curious mind that welcomes revelations of truth with gladness.  But, like so many men and women, fear of entertaining fresh thoughts and concepts and how doing so might cause them to feel uncomfortable scared the dickens out of the Pharisees.  They were positive their understanding of everything pertaining to the spiritual realm was on a par with the great I AM’s.  Jesus was systematically undermining that notion by saying outrageous things like I am the way, and the truth, and the life.  No one comes to the Father except through me (John 14:6).  Thus He had to go.

 

Thirdly, He was advocating universalism.  He was telling folks uncircumcised Gentiles would be allowed to walk the golden streets of heaven, too.  Say what?  It was too much to stomach.  Why, the very name “Pharisee” meant “separated” so who was He to barge in and rewrite the well-established rules for gaining eternal life?  Judaism was the only religion that counted and they didn’t want to play nice and share.  The “chosen race” was an exclusive club.  Everybody knew that, right?  Yet, evidently, this “Son of Man” didn’t get the memo.  He said God loved everyone, even despicable Samaritans and pagan Roman centurions.  Where did He get off spouting such nonsense?  To their jaded ears what Jesus preached everywhere He went wasn’t just annoying, it was dangerous to the stability of the country.  He’d rendered Himself expendable.

 

There were bloodthirsty wolves in the Sadducee community, too.  Whatever centuries-old differences existed between that ensemble and the Pharisees had been bridged by their commonly-held disdain for Christ.  The Sadducees were populated by members of the aristocratic nobility.  They were the “in-control” political party of the day and the solidly-entrenched priesthood that ruled over the powerful Sanhedrin conclave.  But despite all their snooty “airs” they were actually secularists who favored worldliness and amassing material possessions.  So religion didn’t mean nearly as much to them as maintaining the status quo of peaceful coexistence within Caesar’s empire did.  The here and now was the only timeframe that mattered because there was no hope of life after death.  Heck, they didn’t even believe a Messiah was in the cards so this whole “Jesus fad” was a nuisance to be swatted like a pesky mosquito.  He’d continue to be a threat only as long as He was permitted to breathe.  No telling what the unwashed masses groveling beneath them might be talked into doing.  As time went on they sensed Jesus’ words were sharp as a knife, slashing through their showy exhibitions of faux piety and tissue-thin compassion.  Christ was being too naive.  His sermons were spirit-enlivening, soul-energizing, life-altering and, most alarming of all, revolutionary.  He had to be stopped.

 

While both the Pharisees and Sadducees were wolfish enough on their own, it was the fickle Israeli crowds that really turned the tide against Jesus.  Free meal miracles and unexplainable healings had stirred up a ton of excitement in the early stages of His ministry.  He was, at that juncture, a genuine “superstar.”  But eventually that inappropriate tag wore thin when He didn’t measure up to their great expectations.  Any person possessing that kind of supernatural power could easily run the Romans off the reservation.  So what, exactly, was the hold up?  What use did they have of His “good news” Gospel if He was going to let the tyrannical occupation continue unabated?  We also shouldn’t discount the “fake news” that was being disseminated throughout the land by the religious authorities.  Pharisee-backed spies and troublemakers went everywhere Christ and His followers went, spreading false rumors and demeaning gossip right and left.  History shows sensational propaganda works pretty effectively and it certainly did in this case.  However, the thing that dampened the initial hoopla about Jesus most was what He actually preached and the demands His lessons imposed on the individual.  Take the famous Sermon on the Mount.  It makes folks squirm because what the Lord asks of us goes against every animalistic instinct we harbor.  Forgive our enemies?  Turn the other cheek?  Don’t judge others?  Love our neighbor as ourselves?  Who’s He kidding?  That stuff won’t get us anywhere.  You’re a dreamer, bub, so dream on.  The public withdrew their support and then turned on Him.

 

Now, any average man or woman cornered by wolves would seek an avenue of escape and run like the wind.  Not Jesus, though.  He boldly marched forward into their very backyard.  Stewart wrote, “There in the city of God the final revelation [had to] be given, the decisive blow struck at the powers of darkness, and the uttermost sacrifice of redeeming love accepted.”  Luke 9:51 reads, Now when the days drew near for him to be taken up, Jesus set out resolutely to go to Jerusalem.”  Christ fearlessly entered the wolf den.  While it’s no sin to emphasize the tender, gracious and merciful characteristics of our Lord we should never forget that His unmatched bravery and unwavering trust in the Heavenly Father’s will are indelible hallmarks of the Christian walk.  Why, even His disciples were taken aback by His heroism.  They were on the way, going up to Jerusalem.  Jesus was going ahead of them, and they were amazed, but those who followed were afraid (Mark 10:32).  If the religious honchos figured Christ would turn tail and head for the hills they’d figured wrong.  They’d have to face the Son of God in person.

 

It’s impossible to overestimate the importance of the transfiguration in Jesus’ story because that miraculous episode strengthened Him for what was about to go down in Jerusalem.  In Matthew 17, Mark 9 and Luke 9 we’re told our Lord, accompanied by Peter, James and John, hiked up Mt. Hermon where one of the most extraordinary, never-to-be-repeated events in world history took place.  We’re informed that Christ, standing in the company of Moses and Elijah, underwent a temporary transformation of a stupendous sort.  Not surprisingly, the trio of disciples were unable to put into words what they witnessed but it’s reasonable to surmise they were allowed by God to visually peer into the unseen spiritual realm and behold the divine Jesus, the third person of the Holy Trinity, in all His glory – plus hear the voice of the Father announce, This is my one dear Son.  Listen to him! (Mark 9:7).  All this obviously dramatically affected the three apostles while for Christ it served to confirm that He was in total compliance with His Father’s will.  And it was on that mountain top Jesus consummated His decision to go “all in” and be the atoning sacrifice for the sins of mankind.

 

Now, it’d be a foolish error to think our Savior looked forward to dying on the cross (and perhaps giving, even momentarily, the slightest impression the wolves had won).  He didn’t.  The apostle declared of Christ, In him was life…” (John 1:4) and all indications are He passionately loved living in the physical universe He created eons ago alongside the souls He came to save.  What occurred on Calvary Hill was horrible and ugly and Christ didn’t accept it as being the only way casually.  Because death was one of the powers He’d come to eliminate, it’s fair to say He hated death.  Yet He knew it was God’s will the world get reconciled and if that required His own blood be shed to accomplish it – so be it!  In Gethsemane Jesus prayed earnestly to His Father, “…Not my will but yours be done (Luke 22:42) and the issue was settled.  He was prepared to endure whatever torture human beings had devised in their depravity because He knew He was safely held in the arms of His Father and that all the agonizing pain, all His suffering would demonstrate forevermore the limitlessness of God’s love and mercy toward mankind.  Yes, Christ treasured life dearly but He treasured doing the will of God far more.  We should all be immensely humbled by and grateful for what Jesus did on our behalf.  No one will ever do more.

 

Now, lest any of us mount our high horse and start thinking we’re better or in some way above engaging in wolfish behavior we’d best reconsider.  The hard truth is that all of us have a little Pharisee, Sadducee and mob-rule mentality residing in our own hearts that we must constantly pray for the Holy Spirit to confront and conquer.  Some scholars have opined that if Jesus came today as He did 2,000 years ago we’d crucify Him all over again.  Considering the sinful state the world’s in currently that’s not as far-fetched as it may sound.  Frederick Buechner wrote, “…The cross stands for the inevitable dereliction and defeat of the best and the worst indiscriminately.”  But Christians know the packs of unbelieving wolves would still be unable to silence the “Word made flesh” and His message that assures us, “But to all who have received him – those who believe in his name – he has given the right to become God’s children – children not born by human parents or by human desire or a husband’s decision, but by God (John 1:12-13).  The wolves had the good shepherd surrounded but they did not vanquish Him.  He rose from the dead and now reigns over all creation at the right hand of the Father.  So what can we glean from this triumphant tale of courage beyond measure?  Stewart said, “The one thing for which we have been created is doing the will of God.  Obedience to that will may mean sacrifice and self-negation and the hard road of the Cross, but there alone can joy be found and peace and a life made radiant and shining like the sun.  The road of self-consecration is the King’s highway, and we’re lost if we’re not traveling there.”

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