Friday, March 29, 2013

IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME



IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME

Good Friday occupies a pivotal place in human history.  It is ironic indeed that we call that dreadful day “GOOD” Friday…those dismal hours when Jesus vicariously agonized, hemorrhaged, hung, and died, willingly bearing the curse of our sins on an executioner’s cross.  On Calvary, Jesus Christ acted as our plenipotentiary.   As ‘completely man,’ he lived a life of sinless perfection and overcame the power, practice and penalty of sin via his total reliance on The Father.  As ‘completely God,’ he was fully invested with divine authority to transact reconciliation and salvation business on our behalf.  He, who knew no sin, became sin in our stead, thereby serving as the propitiation for all our transgressions.  “Herein is love,” declared John, “not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins.” (I John 4:10)  Dictionary.com defines “propitiation” as “appeasement” or “conciliation” or “atonement.”  The justice of Almighty God was mediated effectively through the life and death of Christ, and the blood of The Lamb was applied generously to purify and propel us to a right relationship with The Father.

Let’s face one harsh fact together; let’s look it squarely in the face.  Jesus did not deserve condemnation, conviction, or death; we did.  Rebellious humankind had turned away from the Creator, thus becoming eminently qualified for every proscriptive and penalty of sin.  According to the Word, “the wages of sin is death…but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.” (Romans 6:23)  So Jesus’ death was a supreme act of divine favor, the ultimate sacrifice for undeserving men and women.  The Apostle Paul summed it up clearly: “For (God) hath made him to be sin for us, who knew no sin; that we might be made the righteousness of God in him.” (II Corinthians 5:21)  Andre Crouch penned a powerful composition decades ago: “I don’t know why he loved me.  I don’t know why he cared.  I don’t know why he sacrificed his life; oh, but I’m glad, so glad he did.”  Hallelujah!  What a Savior!

Travel with me to briefly revisit the fateful events of that day.  Arrested in the Garden of Gethsemane, Jesus was delivered to Caiaphas, the high priest.  False witnesses testified against him.  Bystanders spit on him, mocked him and smacked him forcefully with the palms of their hands.  Judas betrayed him; Peter denied him three times; and the rest of the disciples fled for their lives.  It was a dark and solitary hour for Jesus. 

Having no authority to put him to death for his alleged crimes, the high priests bound and delivered him to Governor Pilate.  Finding no fault in him, Pilate dispatched him to King Herod because, as a Galilean, Jesus was under his legal jurisdiction.  Herod longed to see Jesus and to witness his miracles.  However, Jesus refused to respond to his questions or to concede to his requests.  Herod allowed his soldiers to mock Jesus and returned him to Pilate.  The governor seemed to desire his release, partially because of his wife’s dream, but he relied on the crowd to decide between exonerating Jesus or a criminal against the state, Barabbas.  Because of the chief priests’ influence with the crowd, Barabbas won the day.  Pilate symbolically washed his hands of the blood of Jesus.

Matthew 27:22-26
22 Pilate saith unto them, What shall I do then with Jesus which is called Christ? They all say unto him, Let him be crucified.
23 And the governor said, Why, what evil hath he done? But they cried out the more, saying, Let him be crucified.
24 When Pilate saw that he could prevail nothing, but that rather a tumult was made, he took water, and washed his hands before the multitude, saying, I am innocent of the blood of this just person: see ye to it.
25 Then answered all the people, and said, His blood be on us, and on our children.
26 Then released he Barabbas unto them: and when he had scourged Jesus, he delivered him to be crucified.

The Roman soldiers stripped Jesus and lashed him viciously with a whip containing metal and bone fragments, which literally tore the flesh from his back and bones.  They robed him in scarlet and placed a crown of thorns (traditionally 72) on his head and a reed in his right hand.  Then they bowed their knees and ridiculed him, “Hail, King of the Jews!”  Jesus was compelled to carry his own cross up the narrow Via Dolorosa.  On Golgotha, they nailed him to the cross and crucified him.

Matthew 27:33-43
33 And when they were come unto a place called Golgotha, that is to say, a place of a skull,
34 They gave him vinegar to drink mingled with gall: and when he had tasted thereof, he would not drink.
35 And they crucified him, and parted his garments, casting lots: that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the prophet, They parted my garments among them, and upon my vesture did they cast lots.
36 And sitting down they watched him there;
37 And set up over his head his accusation written, This Is Jesus The King Of The Jews.
38 Then were there two thieves crucified with him, one on the right hand, and another on the left.
39 And they that passed by reviled him, wagging their heads,
40 And saying, Thou that destroyest the temple, and buildest it in three days, save thyself. If thou be the Son of God, come down from the cross.
41 Likewise also the chief priests mocking him, with the scribes and elders, said,
42 He saved others; himself he cannot save. If he be the King of Israel, let him now come down from the cross, and we will believe him.
43 He trusted in God; let him deliver him now, if he will have him: for he said, I am the Son of God.

As Jesus died, and while he bore the sins of the entire world, he exhibited unprecedented and unconditional love.  He ministered and saved one malefactor, a thief hanging next to him, who had believed.  Aloud, he forgave everyone who had plotted, judged, scorned and executed him, praying for their pardon.  And with a loud voice, Jesus cried out “It is finished,” and gave up the ghost.  No man took his life.  He willingly offered it as a sacrifice, and he died in my place.  It should have been me.  Stay tuned…more to come on Monday!

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