Standing there, waiting, watching. Some around in tears, others yelling judgements, and still others are standing in utter disbelief. All waiting impatiently for something to happen...anything.
Suddenly the one everybody is waiting for comes out. Hesitant. The thing that is being commanded by the loudest in the crowd, goes against every fiber of ones being.
Suddenly a scape goat comes to mind. It's tradition to set one free. Yes, that's the answer. Then suddenly, no it can't be! tThey'd rather have a true criminal. Instead of making the hard decision, the crowd is allowed to decide what they really want.
They want the criminal free, and the blameless to be put to death.
Severly beaten, bruised and bloody Blameless was forced to journey to the place of demise. It was going to be a long journey. To top it off, the very instrument to be used, was upon his back.
Yet, Blameless chose to take this on. There is no recorded words spoken through the journey. In the face of the mockery and torment, he stood in silence.
He knew it was the best and only way. The only way for God to save his people, the ultimate way to display the love they've always been taught about. There was no other option. He trusted the Father's plan.
In fact, the only recorded words were those displaying love and power. The first, ensuring his mother would be taken care of in the years to come. The other is showing his power over the flesh.
Once those simple three words were said, it got dark. Shock and awe spread across the crowd. Sadness swooped over some. Others were skeptical.
Once the day was over, I'd imagine that it didn't feel so much like a good Friday. In fact, the only reason we can call it Good Friday today is because we know the rest of it. We know that Sunday is coming. What a glorious day it will be for the believers. What a glorious day it remains.
With all that has come and gone, it's time for rediscovery. This place is a step toward doing so. Time to rediscover the Lover of my soul. Rediscover the draw writing has always had on my heart. Rediscover who I am and have been made to be despite anything life throws my way. In this place we will do real, we will do fresh, we will do life-real life-together.
Friday, April 3, 2015
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