Friday, April 14
from Isaiah
1:18 - Come now, let us reason together," says the Lord. 'Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool." 35:10 But only the redeemed will walk there, and the ransomed of the Lord will return. They will enter Zion with singing; everlasting joy will crown their heads. Gladness and joy will overtake them, and sorrow and sighing will flee away. its Good Friday.
its going to be 2 in about 12 minutes, and its raining. thunderstorming, in fact. on this day about two thousand years ago, and with weather conditions vaguely the same, Jesus died. there were people below his cross, weeping their souls away. there were two people on crosses beside his, on their way. there was a crowd. people were jeering, people were cheering. some were despaired, some were elated. there were the commoners in their rags, silently crying for their saviour. there were the authorities, heaving a sigh of relief that they'd managed to retain their status. there were women. men. children. elderly. there were people who were once lame, blind, deaf, - some even dead. but at that moment, they could stand, see, hear, live. there were past-sinners, condemned by society and hated by all, but loved by Him. and far away in Potter's field, another soul was hanging himself.
two thousand years down the road, and things havent changed much, have they.
so justice is far from us, and righteousness does not reach us.we look for light, but all is darkness;for brightness, but we walk in deep shadows.like the blind we grope along the wall, feeling our way like men without eyes.at midday we stumble as if it were twilight;among the strong, we are like the dead.we all growl like bears; we moan mournfully like doves.we look for justic, but find none;for deliverance, but it is far away.for our offenses are many in your sightand our sins testify against us.our offenses are ever with us,and we acknowledge their iniquities:rebellion and treachery against the Lord,turning our backs on our God,formenting oppression and revolt,uttering lies our hearts have conceived. so justice is driven back,and righteousness stands at a distance;truth has stumbled in the streets, honesty cannot enter.truth is nowhere to be found,and whoever shuns evil becomes a prey. (Isa 59:9-15)for everything.especially for today
for the cross
the three nails
the crown of thorns
the whipping
the humiliation and agony and pain
the words uttered
for God's forgiveness of our sins
for you -
thank you, Jesus.
i was green-ed at 1:45 pm
