A prayer drive - cleansing our roads

The penny finally dropped when yet again, the A1(M) was closed because of an accident. This motorway runs north past the town where we live and is a major route to surrounding towns and villages, as well as the first and only road between London and Edinburgh.

The increasing regularity of closures, often for hours, or even a day, caused by accidents or breakdowns was becoming a huge source of inconvenience to us all. In our church circles, the road closures meant people unable to get to church or connect groups apart from the irritation of hold-ups and delays to our normal lives.

We might check the road before we left home, and all was clear. By the time we were 10 miles or even less down the road, we were stuck in yet another long queue for which there was no exit in the foreseeable future. 

Something had to be done.

We are great believers in prayer walks and regularly pray over our town centre, the shops and businesses, praying for them to prosper, praying good businesses into the empty premises and generally blessing the area.

What the A1(M) needed was a prayer walk or better still a prayer drive. We felt that our part of the road was from Baldock services to the M25 on both sides. Driving during the day, when the road is very busy was not an option, so we set out at 9pm. We drove at about 50mph – not too slow to irritate other road users but not too fast to miss what God might be saying.

As we drove, we listened to God but at the same time blessing the road and praying for safety on it. We prayed against demonic interference in any shape, curses that may have been made and looked out for tell-tale signs of fiendish presence such as lengths of video or audio tape by the side of the road.

We felt God told us to call the road to its original purpose as a major arterial highway between the north and south of the country. Historically, many had used it to travel north / south including those on foot such as the Jarrow marches. It is a significant route that needs to be kept clear of accidents and breakdowns as hold ups and delays negatively affect the whole nation, not just those of us living locally. 

We blessed the road to safety and applied the blood of Jesus to the particularly bad patches where there always seemed to be accidents. Another couple, who had been unable to join us on the night, travelled down the road later with wooden stirrers (used in coffee shops) with Scriptures on them which they tossed out of the window onto the grass verges. They should cause no harm to anyone or animals and over time the wood will rot. 

We finally encouraged any church member travelling on the road to continue to bless it and pray for ongoing safety. So far, our prayers have been answered.

I would encourage you, if you have a major road or motorway or even train line nearby to where you live to follow our example, especially if you have been experiencing delays, for any reason. Choose the stretch that you feel is part of your area and travel both ways along it, praying safety and cleansing and blessing the road or rail.  Declare its purpose to join north / south or east /west or connect significant towns or cities and declare the road or rail off limits to the demonic but cleansed by the blood of Jesus.

In our crowded isles, we need every transport connection to function well so our goods and people can travel easily around the country. Everyone, whether they realise what we have done or not, will be delighted when transport flows easily and it can only benefit us all. 

Let your Kingdom come Lord Jesus.

Manger Throne

You could have stepped into creation
With fire for all to see
Brought every tribe and nation to their knees
Arriving with the host of heaven
In royal robe and crown
The rulers of the earth all bowing down

But You chose meekness over majesty
Wrapped Your power in humanity

Glory be to You alone
King who reigns from a manger throne
My life, my praise, everything I own
To Jesus the King on a manger throne

You could have marched in all your glory
Into the heart of Rome
Showed them splendour like they'd never known
But You wrote a better story
In humble Bethlehem

Creator in the arms of common men

… From heaven to the cradle
From cradle to the cross
Let heaven and nature sing
This is our King
But the grave couldn't hold Him
Our God has overcome
Let Heaven and nature sing
This is our King

Lyrics from part of the song, Manger Throne by Phil Wickham 

Advent is the season of waiting. Waiting to celebrate Jesus’ first coming and looking forward with great anticipation to his second coming. 

For centuries the Jewish people had been waiting for their Messiah to come. Isaiah had prophesied about him 700 years before, and they wanted one who would come in clouds of glory and put everything right. In Jesus’ day it was a Messiah who would drive out the hated Romans, but it could just as easily be the Assyrians, the Babylonians, the Persians, any of those nations who had oppressed God’s people. They wanted a Messiah who would arrive as the song above suggests.

However, what no one was expecting was a baby born in humility, born to poor, righteous parents and having nowhere to place their precious baby but a manger. Goodness knows what Mary thought of giving birth to the Son of God in such conditions. 

The first recorded visitors were shepherds, those who were almost certainly looking after the sacrificial lambs for the temple. What wonderful symbolism that they should come and worship the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world by the ultimate sacrifice of his perfect life upon a terrible cross. The great shepherd of the people (Hebrews 13:20) visited by shepherds. 

Then many months later, the magi arrived in an exotic caravan bearing fabulously expensive gifts, no doubt causing quite a stir in small town Bethlehem. 

The Messiah had been born who would not only save the Jewish people, even the poorest but also rich Gentiles. He would save anyone who would come, bow down, and give their worship and adoration to him alone. He would save them not from oppressors but the greatest oppression, sin. 

Jesus could have indeed come the first time in glory and majesty and swept mankind into a slavish obedience to the King of King and Lord of Lords. That path would not have saved us from the bondage of sin. Instead, he showed us the true path of love, service and sacrifice leading to redemption for all mankind. He invites us today to walk that same sacrificial path of lives yielded to him, overflowing with love and thankfulness for all he has done.

And so we also look forward with great anticipation to his second coming this time ‘in great splendour, with the host of heaven in royal robes and crown’ and he will right every wrong. Every oppressor, tyrant, dictator big and small will be dealt with in justice and righteousness, whilst believers will be rewarded and ushered into an eternity with him in the new heaven and earth.  

What a wonderful future we have. God’s reign of righteousness coming to Earth and restoring everything to its original mandate.

Love and faithfulness meet together; righteousness and peace kiss each other. Psalm 85: 10.  What a promise!

Remembering the past, rejoicing in the future

There comes a time in life when you realise that things that you have done in the past, you may never do again. It may be climbing up Snowdon or running 5K or, as in our case, we may never host a family Christmas celebration. These events may come with a huge measure of sadness or maybe relief. In our case, regarding Christmas, it is with huge sadness. 

I would love to host a family Christmas one last time but for all sorts of reasons, it is not practical. Firstly, our family has grown exponentially, and we couldn’t physically sit us all down, even for a meal, let alone to sleep. Last time we had a big Christmas with the mainly older not younger generation there were 14 of us, some of whom were very small and we had a four-bedroom, two-bathroom house. Now the older generation has passed on and the younger generation have families of their own and we number 21. 

There is also the slight problem that half the family live in either Australia or USA so gathering altogether is quite tricky. Even if everyone was able to be in the same place at Christmas, for instance if we hired a big house, it would be wonderful but not the same. 

Am I just being a silly, selfish old lady? Yes, because I have so much to be thankful for. I have a huge family with 11 grandchildren. As a lady in a coffee queue reminded me, I have grandchildren. She would like to have one, but nothing is on the horizon. I have a home and family who are all talking to one another. I can put food on the table. We can give one another presents. We can speak face-to-face via today’s technology. We don’t have to wait weeks for letters to arrive or book a few minutes phone call on Christmas Day. 

The most important thing is to remember with fondness those days of long ago, but not to dwell there. To be thankful for the many, many blessings I have, the most important of which is Jesus. Where would be without him? I don’t know and I don’t want to know. 

My family is held in the arms of a loving Saviour, my destiny is assured not because of any good works that I might do but because of the one supreme good work – Jesus’ death on the cross and resurrection. Today I can live a life of destiny and purpose, and I know that eternal salvation is assured. 

For a moment, I feel the pang of sadness for days gone by but with great expectation and hope I life my eyes to a future made glorious by the one who loves me more than I will ever know. And I am thankful. 

The heavens declare the glory of God

Psalm 19: 1 – 4

The heavens declare the glory of God;

    the skies proclaim the work of his hands.

2 Day after day they pour forth speech;

    night after night they reveal knowledge.

3 They have no speech, they use no words;

    no sound is heard from them.

4 Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,

    their words to the ends of the world.

I was meditating on these verses and wondering how the heavens, the stars, galaxies pour forth speech but verse 4 gives a clue; despite there being no speech or sound their voice goes out into all the earth.  But how?

In our light polluted heavens, we can easily lose connection with the sky that David, the psalmist saw. I only once saw anything like that in the Namib Desert in Namibia. I long to see it again. It was stunning. 

There were no human lights, and the sky was ablaze with stars, planets and all sorts of things that I have no name for. It was almost overwhelming. Words completely fail me. It was so bright, so incredible, so majestic, so marvellous you literally felt you could reach up and pluck a star from the heavens. There was not even a tiny space that was not flaming with light. 

Looking at a night sky like that, you can completely understand what David is writing about. Only an awesome Creator God can fashion that sky. If that is what the Creator created, what does that say about the Creator? The heavens do indeed declare the glory of God. 

Though the heavens have no language, no speech, no sound, their voices shout aloud of the magnificence of the Creator. The heavens reveal knowledge that Man is struggling to get to grips with.  Thousands of years after King David penned this psalm, with all our technology, space travel, high resolution telescopes we are only just beginning to realise the vastness of the universe. The Hubble telescope estimates there are 2 trillion galaxies, but astronomers are by no means convinced that they have discovered all there is.

Pillars of Creation - a cloud of gas and dust

I love those photographs that a deep space probe has sent back to Earth – extraordinary sights – unimaginable vistas. Clouds of gas and dust sculpted into astonishing shapes.  

My mind is in a spin – I cannot begin to compute anything of that magnitude. Even thinking about the 6,000 or so stars that can be seen from Earth requires a brain stretch on the edge of my ability. 

David is correct - Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world. The sheer magnificence of the night sky shouts out to anyone, anywhere on the Earth below – there is a God, an awesome Creator God and everyone, everywhere on planet Earth can see and hear the song of the stars. 

All glory to God.

 

Trample insecurity

Insecurity with its mate inadequacy can quickly stunt the growth of our identity as God’s children and stifle the gifting that God has placed in us. Insecurity and inadequacy find their place when we make comparisons with others and then we forget that our confidence is not in our own abilities but in God.

We all know we will disappoint ourselves when we fail or do not come up to the mark we have set for ourselves. But we will never disappoint God. Disappointment comes when things do not work out as expected. God knows how it’s all going to work out before it happens, so he is not going to be disappointed. Instead, he sees every failure and perceived disappointment as an opportunity for growth and to have another shot at whatever it may be, until we succeed. What we must not do is give up, especially before we’ve even tried or worst still, never try again. 

We were visiting the Yorkshire Dales, one of the most beautiful hill areas of England known for walks, hikes and even a little mountaineering. We were hoping to take a walk to a local beauty spot but were almost put off by the many, many hikers kitted out in boots, rucksacks and all-weather clothing. Our normal wear, with sandals and trainers, seemed hopelessly inadequate and made us feel the same. With trepidation, we overcame our fears and set off for what was really an afternoon stroll, quickly realising everyone else was also wearing normal clothing with sandals or trainers.  Our fully kitted out hikers had probably not been on our walk at all but had spent the day high up in the fells where their clothing was essential. Our sense of inadequacy had almost robbed us of our beautiful walk.

When we first started playing golf, I too was almost overwhelmed with insecurity when I saw golfers wearing smart brand-named clothing with Ping or Calloway clubs looking very much the part. However, watching them tee off at the first hole and my insecurities vanished as I watched them hit a shot that scuttled along the ground and entered the long grass. All the gear does not a golfer make.

However, this can also all too easily happen in church when we compare ourselves, usually unfavourably with others. We think I could never pray like that lady or prophesy like that man or lead worship like – well you fill in the gap. God doesn’t want you to pray like anyone else – he wants you to talk to him in the way that only you can. If he gives you a word or picture to share, he wants you to share it in your own inimitable style. 

When we let insecurity and inadequacy come into our hearts and minds, we steal not just from ourselves but others who want to hear what we have to pray or share. We’re letting God down too – not that he is bothered by that – but he wants the best for us, and the best is to quash the voices that tell us we are no good compared to others. We are unique, wonderfully and fearfully made with so many gifts to share and so many prayers to be prayed and good works to be undertaken.

Trample inadequacy and insecurity underfoot and be who God has made you to be – a one-off -fully equipped for all God has called you to be and do.

A new era?

There has been much talk over the last little while of a new era, not just a new day or season, but a new era. Some may say I do not see anything that different. Where is this new era?

However, if we look at new eras in the Bible, none of them started that auspiciously but they all became planet changing; Noah, Abraham, Moses / Joshua, King David and Jesus himself.

Noah’s obedience ushered in a whole new era based on righteousness when God washed the planet of sin and iniquity through the flood, but it started with Noah obediently spending 120 years building an ark in the desert. For over a century, he would have had to endure the mocking of his contemporaries but even they must have wondered when all those animals turned up and entered the ark and it began to rain. Once the planet had been cleansed, God started again with Noah and his family – a new era that had started very inauspiciously.

Next, God called Abraham to found his dynasty, his people, the Jewish nation through a son not yet born to an old couple, because ‘Abram believed the LORD, and he credited it to him as righteousness’ Genesis 15: 6. He trusted God, despite his and Sarah’s old age to give them a son. He was even prepared to sacrifice this son of the promise.  Now, despite every attempt of man and the enemy, the Jewish people flourish and have returned to their Promised Land. 

Moses too could never have realised the call on his life after his aborted attempt to fulfil his calling in his own strength. For 40 years Moses lived in the desert with the sheep, probably wondering if the call on his life had been lost forever with his reckless act of murder. For 40 years the entitlement and privilege of the royal Egyptian lifestyle was removed till all that was left was a man who had no illusions about who he was. ‘Moses spent 40 years thinking he was somebody; 40 years learning he was nobody; and 40 years discovering what God can do with a nobody.’ 

Yet when God called him, he didn’t even jump up and say, ‘Here I am God. Send me.’ Five times he told God, ‘No!’. But God knew what was in him and by the time of the announcement of the tenth plague, Moses left the great Pharaoh’s presence ‘hot with anger.’ He was now so confident of who God was and what He could do that he led the Israelites out of the slavery of Egypt, took them across the Red Sea and despite all their moaning and complaining, led them for 40 years in the wilderness. God used Moses to build a new nation based on worship to their God at the tabernacle. It was a new era and foreshadowed the later great act of deliverance of the Son of God. Moses’ assistant Joshua completed the assignment and took the next generation into their Promised Land. 

Then Jesus himself, the ultimate promise of redemption for all mankind, started with a baby born to poor parents, placed in a manger because there was nowhere else to put the infant Son of God. Hardly the expected start. Even after his 3 years of ministry doing good and preaching the Kingdom of God, the crowds that had been so blessed, turned on him and demanded he be crucified. Yet that was all in God’s plans and crucifixion led to resurrection and the coming of the Spirit on the Day of Pentecost ushering in THE new era – salvation for all. 

The hallmark of all these new eras were obedient men and women, doing what God asked of them. It’s the same in our day We are called to walk in obedience to what God is saying to us and the Church. Has the new era already started with the revivals spreading across the universities and campuses in USA? Time will tell but we do know: 

28 “And afterward,

    I will pour out my Spirit on all people.

Your sons and daughters will prophesy,

    your old men will dream dreams,

    your young men will see visions.

29 Even on my servants, both men and women,

    I will pour out my Spirit in those days. Joel 2: 28 – 29 

May we too be men and women of obedience and faith to trust that God is bringing about incredible events in our day that will see millions swept into the Kingdom ready for the return of the King of the Kings. 

The King's Speech

I have recently watched The King’s Speech again and am struck by the bravery of King George VI and his ability to overcome some horrible obstacles. If the film is to be believed, Bertie, the second son, was bullied by an unkind nanny, who preferred his older brother David (later King Edward VIII).  

At teatime, when nanny brought the children down from the nursery to be seen and to see their parents, nanny would pinch Bertie till he cried so he was removed from them. She didn’t feed him, and it took 3 years before their majesties noticed. In addition, he was naturally left-handed but forced to be right-handed. No surprise then that he stammered badly.  The story of The King’s Speech is how Lionel Logue, an Australian self-taught speech therapist, helped the Prince of York, later the King, overcome his stammer. 

However, the Duke of York was never meant to be king. He was the second son and although he was still required to give public speeches, it was nothing compared to the arduous schedule of his brother, the future king. It is well-known though that David, Edward VIII, abdicated in 1936 in order to marry the twice divorced Wallis Simpson.

The Duke of York was thrust into the limelight with his stammer and incredibly, with Queen Elizabeth (known to us as the Queen Mother), did an outstanding job of leading the nation through the Second World War. Unfortunately though, he was a heavy smoker and died of lung cancer in 1952, aged 56. His greatest legacy must surely be his daughter Queen Elizabeth II. Her death this year has merely highlighted what an amazing Godly woman she was and how fortunate the British people are to have enjoyed her long reign. The seeds for her reign and her ability to understand the role of monarchy in the 20th century were sown by her father.

This just goes to show that despite the most inauspicious start, despite crippling difficulties, despite being thrust into an unwanted limelight, if he could live life well and leave a legacy that will continue for many, many years, so can we. 

In Christmas 1939, as Europe entered the dark years of the Second World War, King George quoted a poem by Minnie Louise Haskins which reflects his heart.

And I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year:

"Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown."

And he replied:

"Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the Hand of God.

That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way."

So I went forth, and finding the Hand of God, trod gladly into the night.

And He led me towards the hills and the breaking of day in the lone East.

The King’s trust was in Almighty God to lead and guide and to overcome, no matter the difficulties and hardship. Over 80 years later, this nation is still reaping the fruit of King George’s heart and is a source of great encouragement to all of us. 

Each one if us is called to be an overcomer, and if we too put our hands in the hand of God, all things are possible. 

for everyone born of God overcomes the world. This is the victory that has overcome the world, even our faith. 5 Who is it that overcomes the world? Only the one who believes that Jesus is the Son of God. 1 John 5: 4 - 5 

The transformational encounter

We all know the story of Zacchaeus, short, rich and by his own admission a thief. Zacchaeus would have been unpopular and despised, but he wanted to see Jesus, not from a distance, not through a crowd but properly, even if it meant looking undignified by climbing up a tree and almost certainly joining the children and youth up there. 

The more amazing thing is that Jesus wanted to meet Zacchaeus. Along came Jesus, surrounded by a throng, and stopped, looked up and called Zacchaeus by name and invited himself to dinner. Imagine the Queen walking the line when she suddenly picks you out by name, even though you’ve never met her, and invited herself to dinner. That’s the reality of what happened. Zacchaeus, the unpopular, despised tax collector was honoured in the sight of the crowd. And Zacchaeus immediately received Jesus and the encounter was transformational.  In the sight and sound of everyone Zacchaeus promised extreme restitution, to pay back four times what he had stolen. 

At this point the crowd lost the plot and grumbled about Jesus dining with a sinner. Jesus drew their attention to the fact that this was what he came to do, seek and save the lost but surely it didn’t mean people like Zacchaeus?  It did.  The Lord does not look at the things people look at. People look at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart 1 Samuel 16: 7b. 

A similar thing happened at Gadarenes when Jesus delivered the demoniac from many demons so that he was free, clothed and in his right mind, surely a case of great rejoicing. Instead, the crowd were frightened and begged Jesus to leave. Admittedly their livelihood of a herd of pegs was now at the bottom of the lake, but didn’t they have any compassion for this poor man bound and out of his mind? 

One encounter with Jesus transforms the life of any individual, no matter how wretched but our response is very telling. Are we full of self-righteous indignation (the elder brother syndrome) that Jesus could wish to not just associate with but transform an individual or are we fearful of the power of God to move in miracle-working power that will truly transform lives? I believe that wonderful verse in John 13: 35 By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another, will become evident when we truly rejoice over one sinner saved and set free. 

The Kingdom will certainly be evident amongst us when the Church has a different mindset from the world and celebrates when the broken, lost and rejected sinners are touched by an ever-loving God. The most powerful testimony of God’s transformational power is a life transformed and a Church eager to celebrate and testify to a sceptical world that God is real and here’s the evidence. 

Devastation to hope

 

One of my favourite songs is O Praise the Name of the Lord our God and I was listening to it, the line:

His body bound and drenched in tears

They laid him down in Joseph’s tomb

I was struck afresh at the terrible devastation the disciples and the women must have felt as Jesus hung on the cross and then died. His body would indeed have been drenched in tears as those close to him wept inconsolably over him. The agony and complete incomprehension of what they were witnessing, must have left them overwhelmed with grief.  

Only a week before, Jesus had been welcomed into Jerusalem with shouts and palm branches – a royal welcome to the King coming into his city. Now, those same people had turned on him and bayed for him to be crucified. Imagine the horror his friends must have felt as Jesus had an unfair trial and then their precious Messiah was flogged, mocked and forced to carry his own cross. All through the six hours that Jesus hung there, I am sure they were praying, willing him to come down off the cross and show those mockers that he is the King, the Messiah.

Instead, he died. ‘I just don’t get it,’ would have been the understatement they felt. Jesus had told them several times that this would happen, but they had either forgotten or not believed him. Certainly no one was expecting a resurrection on that first day of the week. The women went to the tomb to anoint a precious but dead body, not to see a risen Jesus. Even when he appeared to the women, the disciples were slow to believe, because it just seemed unbelievable. 

Enter the two men on the road to Emmaus, later that same resurrection day (Luke 24: 13 – 35). They were discussing all that had gone on and trying to make sense of the perplexing circumstances. My favourite part of their incomprehension is, but we had hoped that he was the one who was going to redeem Israel. Jesus, unknown to them, had joined them and explained to them what had been prophesied and what they had just witnessed. They had put their hope in the right place, even though it didn’t look like it.

I then wondered what would have happened if these two disciples had not urged Jesus strongly to stay with them? Suppose when Jesus continued as if he were going further, they had just wished him well, thanked him for the fellowship on the road and gone indoors. Jesus didn’t push himself on them but if they hadn’t urged him, they would never have experienced the grande finale of their day. They would have missed Jesus opening their eyes to see who he was and the reality that he was indeed risen from the dead, alive and well and breaking bread with them. All their hopes of Jesus being the Messiah, the risen Lord that had been dashed over the weekend, were restored.

Now, filled with the excitement of knowing for themselves that Jesus was indeed the Messiah and was risen from the dead, they didn’t hang around in Emmaus. They hot-footed it back the seven miles to Jerusalem, the place of disappointment but with their hearts full of expectancy and hope, to share the good news with the disciples.

Jesus never forces relationship on us whether it be when our hearts are first turned to him at salvation, or when we have been saved umpteen years, but are still burning to know him better. As we urge him to stay, he will linger and have communion with us.

We may have experienced the most awful tragedy in our life, but we always have hope with Jesus. When we urge him to remain and abide with us, to speak to us, to have fellowship with us, to explain, he never disappoints. He will always stay, comfort and give us hope. The devastation of our Good Friday can turn into the hope and new life of Easter Sunday. 

The resurrection - restoring relationship with Man

Now Mary stood outside the tomb crying.

He (Jesus) asked her, “Woman, why are you crying? Who is it you are looking for?”

Thinking he was the gardener, she said, “Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have put him, and I will get him.”

 Jesus said to her, “Mary.”

She turned toward him and cried out in Aramaic, “Rabboni!” John 20: 13, 15 - 16

The Gospel accounts of the resurrection vary but the basic facts are consistent. Jesus appeared first to the faithful women who had gone to the tomb, not sure what they would do as they could never move the stone, but they had to be there. 

John’s Gospel is my favourite account. Jesus met Mary who only recognised him when he called her name. How precious. 

As I was pondering again the terrible account of the death by crucifixion of our Saviour, I came back to the original thought ‘Why? Why would Jesus do it?’ The answer has to be love and love of a magnitude that we have no comprehension of. 

If we consider all other ‘gods’, and many other leaders only interested in power, all they demand is slavish obedience, fearful worship. They only want people who will bow down and do their will. They may sit in fake grandeur, high and distant from their subjects surrounded by obsequious attendants and ‘ministers’ but all they engender in these people is fear. There is no relationship.  

Instead, our wonderful, magnificent God created a beautiful world with Man as the pinnacle of his creation, made in his image, with whom he desires to walk in the cool of the day. Ever since Man rebelled from God’s plan, He has been working towards restoring the original design and the only way for Man to be redeemed from his sin and rebellion was for His precious, sinless son to pay the penalty in our place. 

The reason he would do this is love. God doesn’t want slavish obedience, he wants relationship based on love, his love for us and our love and adoration in return, freely given. We have only to read the accounts in the Bible of God’s presence and we see clouds of glory, majesty that creates such awe in sinful man that they fall flat upon their faces. Anyone who has come face to face with God in any measure whether Moses, Isaiah, Daniel, Ezekiel, Peter becomes overwhelmed by their sinfulness. Yet God wants to breach that gap between sinful man and holy, holy, holy God and the price was high, extremely high. 

Love always finds a way because love grieves over separation, love wants relationship - face to face relationship and the only way was the death of the sinless, perfect, beautiful Jesus.

As we celebrate again the victory of Easter – not just the death but the glorious resurrection conquering death, sin and all its attendant woes, let us be those who walk in the victory that Jesus won for us, not wallowing in our sin, guilt and shame but letting the work of the cross, the body and blood of Jesus do the work God intended to set us free, to walk in beautiful relationship with him. He loves us and all he wants is our hearts, our love and everything follows on from that. Our salvation and freedom came at a terrible cost, but Jesus says again, ‘I love you. It was worth it.’ 

The burial - God's perfect provision

57 As evening approached, there came a rich man from Arimathea, named Joseph, who had himself become a disciple of Jesus. 58 Going to Pilate, he asked for Jesus’ body, and Pilate ordered that it be given to him. 59 Joseph took the body, wrapped it in a clean linen cloth, 60 and placed it in his own new tomb that he had cut out of the rock. He rolled a big stone in front of the entrance to the tomb and went away. Matthew 27: 57 - 60

We can imagine the terrible shock that the disciples, Mary and the other women felt when they realised Jesus was going to die. He wasn’t going to miraculously come down from the cross. That shock would have probably overwhelmed every other thought such as how were they going to get Jesus’s body down from the cross and where would they take it? If that thought had occurred to anyone, they might have been even more overcome. Often crucified bodies were left on the ground unburied or deposited in a dishonoured place in a pauper’s field. That couldn’t happen to their precious Jesus, but what could they do? 

Mary could have asked Pilate for the body, but she had no resources to deal with it. The disciples might have asked but it would take great courage to go to the Roman governor as a disciple in case he put them in prison or worse. But God had made perfect provision for his Son. He would not be buried in dishonour; everything would be taken care of.

As I pondered the logistics of dealing with the body of a crucified man, let alone the Son of God, I realised it was not a straightforward procedure. It needed planning, wealth and manpower. 

Joseph of Arimathea stepped up to take on this onerous but honoured responsibility. This was a brave act for a Pharisee, who was a secret believer, but Joseph had all the necessary credentials, was well-connected and a wealthy man. It took courage to ask for the body, but Pilate permitted him to take charge. Was he relieved that an innocent man was going to get a decent burial? 

As a wealthy man, Joseph he would have had the manpower to lift Jesus’s body down from the cross, an awkward, heavy task and remove the nails. They would then have to wrap the body in linen, carry it to Joseph’s unused and empty tomb nearby, and cover it with an enormously costly amount of spices, according to Jewish burial rites. Everything had to be done reverently and in proper order. Having placed the body in the tomb, it would again need manpower to push the massive stone in place over the door.

I’m not sure what would have happened without Joseph, but God provided for every detail for the burial of his son. The perfect sacrifice, unblemished needed everything in the burial to be unused and ceremonially clean. God had his man to provide the manpower, the linen, the spices and the tomb. All was in order. 

Romans 8: 32 says, He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?  Indeed, God knows our needs and he will provide for us, just as he provided for his son.

Michael Angelo's pieta (Mary holding Jesus's body) in St Peter's Cathedral, Rome 
It is the most beautiful marble sculpture. 

The mockery of the crucifixion

16 The soldiers led Jesus away into the palace … and called together the whole company of soldiers. 17 They put a purple robe on him, then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on him. 18 And they began to call out to him, “Hail, king of the Jews!” 19 Again and again they struck him on the head with a staff and spit on him. Falling on their knees, they paid homage to him. Mark 15: 16 – 19 

The extreme cruelty and barbarity of being flogged and crucified is a well testified fact. Flogging, 39 lashes with a leather thong embedded with stone or metal chips to flay the skin to the bone is unbelievably cruel, but so too is crucifixion. None of the Gospel writers dwell on the details but it is known that it involved driving long nails into a man’s wrists and ankles onto a wooden cross, lifting the cross into a vertical position and waiting till the condemned died from asphyxiation, dehydration or exhaustion. 

In Jesus’s case it was much more than physical, it was also the humiliation and mockery that he had to endure. Crucifixion was only inflicted on the basest criminals and was considered incredibly shameful and disgraceful. 

First the whole company of the Roman soldiers mocked him. Everything was a parody and insult of Jesus’s royalty. A purple robe and a crown of thorns. The scornful, false homage ‘Hail King of the Jews’, the chant given to Caesar. Jesus was beaten with a staff signifying a royal sceptre. The soldiers fell to their knees in false reverence and spat on him instead of giving him the kiss of homage used when greeting royalty and they mocked him with their words (Psalm 22: 7). The psalmists frequently agonised over the torture of verbal abuse. 

The mockery continued all through those long six hours of crucifixion from the passers-by and even one of the thieves hanging next to him. They called on him to save himself, believing him incapable, not realising his mission was to save the world, not himself. 

And of course, the chief priests and religious leaders joined in the derision. “He saved others,” they said, “but he can’t save himself! He’s the king of Israel! Let him come down now from the cross, and we will believe in him. He trusts in God. Let God rescue him now if he wants him, for he said, ‘I am the Son of God.’” Matthew 27: 42 – 43. Jesus, despite the agony, the humiliation, the shame, the insults remained focussed on his mission. 

After three hours, darkness settled over the land. The greatest crime in eternity had to be done in darkness, the devil believing he could kill the Son of God. You could not put the Prince of Light to death in anything but darkness.  About three in the afternoon Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?” (which means “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”). The agony of being separated from the love and presence of God as the sins of the world were placed on him and he took the cup of the wrath of God. What happened next in the spiritual realm is a mystery. All we do know is that when Jesus had cried out again in a loud voice, he gave up his spirit Matthew 27: 50. No matter what scientific or medical reason you give for the actual cause of death, the one thing that is certain is you do not give what I believe was a faith-filled victory shout, ‘it is finished’ (John 19: 30). It was so unusual, indeed unique, that the Roman centurion responsible for the crucifixion was convinced ‘Surely he was the Son of God.’ 

We read too that Jesus did not die from natural causes, he gave up his spirit. He decided when he would die. What a terrible, glorious day that first Good Friday was. The disciples and the women must have been devastated, the Roman soldiers terrified and the religious leaders unmoved. Our wonderful Saviour died in the most humiliating, shameful way mocked by all except his few disciples to save the very people who had committed this tragic act. 

The trial of Jesus - self interest

59 The chief priests and the whole Sanhedrin were looking for false evidence against Jesus so that they could put him to death. 60 But they did not find any, though many false witnesses came forward.

Finally two came forward 61 and declared, “This fellow said, ‘I am able to destroy the temple of God and rebuild it in three days.’”

62 Then the high priest stood up and said to Jesus, “Are you not going to answer? What is this testimony that these men are bringing against you?” 63 But Jesus remained silent.

The high priest said to him, “I charge you under oath by the living God: Tell us if you are the Messiah, the Son of God.”

64 “You have said so,” Jesus replied. “But I say to all of you: From now on you will see the Son of Man sitting at the right hand of the Mighty One and coming on the clouds of heaven.” 

65 Then the high priest tore his clothes and said, “He has spoken blasphemy! Why do we need any more witnesses? Look, now you have heard the blasphemy. 66 What do you think?”

“He is worthy of death,” they answered. Matthew 26: 59 – 66

The trial of Jesus was dominated by self-interest, that of the chief priests, Pilate and the crowd. However, without these vested interests, Jesus would never have been crucified. 

Right from the start, the chief priests had no interest in justice, they wanted a conviction, a death penalty, their tools accusation and condemnation, the work of the devil. They hated that Jesus was leading the crowds away with his new teaching undermining their authority. There was nothing ‘just’ about this trial. From the beginning ‘they were looking for false evidence,’ knowing there was no other evidence which would convict. Various false witnesses came forward but to no avail. The greatest injustice in history was accomplished not by false witnesses but by the silence of the one condemned.

Frustrated by his silence, Jesus was charged under oath, and his own words achieved the chief priest’s aims. The Sanhedrin must have been delighted, the condemned convicted by his own words. The difficulty now was that the Jews were not permitted to execute anyone – only Romans could do that. 

We can understand why, with kangaroo courts like this, unpopular Roman citizens could easily be convicted and executed. Instead, the Jews had to take Jesus to Pilate to get their desired outcome. Pilate took quite a bit more convincing because he could easily see that Jesus had done nothing wrong but rather ‘he knew it was out of self-interest that they had handed Jesus over to him’. (Matthew 27: 18). Pilate too was amazed that Jesus remained silent to the charges believing wrongly that he had the power to condemn or release Jesus. 

So, in time honoured tradition Pilate passed the buck and asked the crowd who they would like released and who put to death. The crowd, easily led, also caved into self-interest. The chief priests and elders persuaded them, and they knew that not following their leaders would mean excommunication from the synagogue, exclusion from the social life, not the worship, of the community. 

Pilate gave them one more chance, after all his wife had warned him, “Don’t have anything to do with that innocent man, for I have suffered a great deal today in a dream because of him.” (Matthew 27: 19). The crowd declined the opportunity and Pilate’s last chance to do the right thing passed. Isn’t it fascinating that God gives even those convicting his innocent son to death a chance to turn back and do the right thing? No one can ever say to God, ‘I didn’t know. I had no choice.’ 

So, Pilate caved in 'When (he) saw that he was getting nowhere, but that instead an uproar was starting, he took water and washed his hands in front of the crowd. “I am innocent of this man’s blood,” he said. “It is your responsibility!” Matthew 27: 24.  Uproar or riot on his watch would mean a recall to Rome in disgrace, and self- interest dictated the outcome. 

A fair trial and Jesus would never have been convicted and put to death. Instead, self-interest won the day and Jesus was handed over to be flogged and crucified.