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Gethsemane

Did I hear my Savior cry
And did I see Him suffer?
Did He with sorrow and in grief
Not ask “Is there another?”
“Another way for death to die,
Or must this bitter cup be mine?”
“The only way?”
He cried, He cried
And knowing, yes, bowed and complied.

“The hour comes, the hour comes,
Betrayer is at hand!”
Did I hear the Lord say “Stay?”
“Stay here, keep watch, while I go pray.”
Three times looked back
Three times asleep,
Without companions He must weep.

“Wake up! The Son of Man must go!”
As has been told so it unfolds
A kiss, with venom behind lips,
A friend, with feet swift to shed blood,
A silver flash, an ear in mud.

“But no, but no,
Away your sword,
It’s me you want-
I am the Lord.
Let these ones go, let these ones go,”
So turned and fled
All friends, for dead.

He gave:
His wrists to chains
His back to beat
His face to spit
His love to cheat
Kingship to mock
His grace to scorn
Omniscience taunt
Then fully torn-
A cross to bear
Nails to pin
Then lifted up
My soul to win.

“But no one takes my life”
He said, “I lay it down”
Laid it down when-
“Nevertheless your will be done”
Grandest surrender
By the greatest one
Bowed low in Gethsemane
He chose the blood stained path
For me.

The Death of Christ: Our Example

2 Peter 2:20-21 “For what credit is it if, when you sin and are beaten for it, you endure? But if when you do good and suffer for it you endure, this is a gracious thing in the sight of God. For to this you have been called, because Christ also suffered for you, leaving you an example, so that you might follow in his steps.”

How often have you considered that the manner in which Jesus Christ suffered and died has been recorded that you might follow His example? The cross is the apex of everything. It is humility pressed to the farthest extreme. Selflessness poured out in blood. Forgiveness in the face of false accusations, ridicule, and torture. Trust in God even when His presence is not felt, even when it feels He has turned His back. Resistance against all temptations to escape the Father’s will when it is tremendously costly. It is love, with every stumble beneath the weight of a cross, with every pounding of the nails, with all that He fulfilled like a lamb lead to the slaughter who did not open up His mouth(Isaiah 53:7). It is the pinnacle of obedience and faith; You will not find a better example. “He humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross (Philippians 2:6).” Where do we turn when we feel like the cost is too high? When we want to give up? We look “to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross (Hebrews 12:2).” We “consider him who endured from sinners such hostility against himself, so that (we) may not grow weary or fainthearted (Hebrews 12:3).” Continue reading

Love Manifested In Dying

“Oh the Deep, Deep Love Of Jesus!  Vast, Unmeasured, Boundless, Free!”

 To look at the love of God poured out through His Son dying on a cross, is an experience beyond human words.  I concur with hymn writer Frederick Lehman who wrote:

“Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made,
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.”

The magnificence of God’s love for His own revealed in Christ’s soul-purchasing death, is beyond what our finite minds can even grasp.  I wait for the day when this perishable body will be raised imperishable, “sown in dishonour” and “raised in glory,” sown “a natural body…raised a spiritual body (1Corinthians 15:42-44).”  Then may this dull and tired mind be awakened, and these eyes that see now only “in a mirror dimly” finally see him “face to face (1Corinthians 13:12).” I feel in myself, in my comprehension and in my expression of who I know Christ to be, such a weakness to adequately express how great He is.  In fact, I know that I will fall far short of expressing it, and of knowing it.  This is why I eagerly wait until he appears and “we shall be like him because we shall see him as he is (1John 3:2).”  In light of who he is, and what He has done, I want to express that I fear my affections for Him are not near what they should be!  Maybe you can relate to this part of a poem I wrote one night titled “My Pursuits So Frail, His So Furious.”

Mark me with intensity

That in despair I’d thirst for thee

As if this be my last minute of breath

May I desire Him as though His absence meant death. Continue reading

Consider His Death

(I am, Lord willing, writing a book titled (as of now) “The Complex Nature Of God’s Heart For Lost People.”  I don’t think that this chapter (or intro) “Consider His Death” is finished yet.  It is highly likely that a lot of editting is yet to be done.  This is what I have written, prior to editting.  Please let me know if anything is confusing or needs clarifying. Also if you could tell me if there is anything you particularly like about it.  Any comments or questions are appreciated!)

There is a fair amount of “gospel preaching,” that goes on today.  The vast majority of it is being done in our churches, which is all together necessary because the gospel is not only for the unsaved, but for the saved as well.  Yet, I long that much more gospel preaching would go forth from out of the church and on to the streets.  Some people see the cross as only a stepping stone to move on to better and more glorious things.  I pray that this is not how you learned Christ.  I remember a time before I was saved when I Continue reading