Wednesday is for Prayer
It is always appropriate and productive to meditate on the passion of Christ.
Hosea 10:8; Isaiah 2:19-20; Luke 23:27-32
Jesus—beaten and bruised and bloody beyond recognition—walks toward His destiny. Simon the Cyrene is next, carrying the cross that will lift Him up to His death. Following behind, multitudes of people are shouting, and the women of Jerusalem are mourning that no one is showing mercy to the merciful One.
And then Jesus turns around.
Perhaps Simon is taking a break. Perhaps he walks on past Jesus, and now the Savior is in the rear of the procession, face to face with the mourners.
He who is in distress and discomfort, “a dead man walking,” turns and warns the daughters of Jerusalem. Even now He remains the teacher. Even now He offers Himself to them in order that they might seek him as their Savior.
One last time He seeks to draw their attention to the wickedness of men’s hearts and the beauty of His love.
Because it was the wickedness of men’s hearts that motivated His steps.
He would glorify the Father by laying His life down for the sheep—sheep that were wicked, sheep that were corrupt—sheep like us.
He would paint a picture of the tenderness of God toward sinners . . .
… with His body as the canvas
… and His blood as the paint.
Lord Jesus, these are some of Your last words. Even in these moments You were teaching. You comforted those who mourned. Surely, Your compassion never fails. Help me to live passionately for and like You. Help me to live, even to the last moments of my life, so as to teach others of the greatness of Your love, and the beauty of Your holiness. For Your glory I ask this, and by the blood of your covenant I ask this, Amen.
© Copyright Marty Schoenleber, 2010