Tonight, whatever pain you are in, whatever kind of day you had, just try to put the thoughts aside for a moment. I want to be fully open and attentive to the words I have written. Tonight’s blog post is very tender, bare, and important. We’re going to put ourselves on the side of the road, watching Jesus climb that long, gruesome climb to Calvary. We are going to witness watching the King of Heaven die and examine His actions and thoughts through it. So, I pray that your heart is ready for this.
Jesus was accused of making false accusations of being the Son of God. He was constantly watched by the priests of the temple. They were in fear and doubt of Jesus. He isn’t like any other person. Most people with that kind of power would go out of their way to show their powers and tricks, but Jesus isn’t like that. It wasn’t what His Father wanted. His power was from God, so Jesus honored that. The priest pestered Pilate to crucify Him. Pilate was a cruel man, but he knew that Jesus wasn’t doing any harm, but how could he go against his people? They would betray him. Jesus was handed into the hands of evil. What’s ironic is a week before the same hands were praising Him.
Jesus’s pain: I see Him now. He’s fallen down for the 10th time, more blood gushing out this time. I’ve had to look away numerous times, I’m looking around with silent lips, but my mind is screaming “WHAT ARE WE DOING? THIS MAN IS INNOCENT MAN! WHAT ARE WE DOING JUST WATCHING THIS?” But, I just stand there, watching this man take pain, torment, and mock for no reason. Jesus is taken to see Pilate again. He asks Him who He is, but no respone. Pilate threatens Him and Jesus responds: “Then Jesus said, “You would have no power over me at all unless it were given to you from above. So the one who handed me over to you has the greater sin.” John 19:11
Jesus endured pain and still honored God. He looked at Him as enough.
Jesus Thirsts: I watched after hours of climbing Jesus being nailed to the cross. I heard the hammer slam against the rugged wood, tearing my insides. I wanted it to stop, the pain and torture i was being forced to endure was becoming too much. I felt nausea come over me like a plague. My heart was shattered, like knives cutting into me. I heard the guards next to me laugh at Jesus and He spoke again: “Jesus knew that his mission was now finished, and to fulfill Scripture he said, “I am thirsty. “When Jesus had tasted it, he said, “It is finished!” Then he bowed his head and released his spirit.” John 19:28-30
Jesus had endured it all, He knew His death was coming and He still thought of God. He still looked at Him as enough.
You see, that tragic, dark day has one meaning: God is enough. If Jesus walked through all of that, betrayal, pain, and death, we can as well. He is sitting by His father now, preparing a place for us. He will never stop calling your name. He wants you every single day. It excites Him so much that you are breathing. He loves you. He sees you as enough.