Skip to main content

A Curse Redeemed

Matthew 27:25 "Then answered all the people, and said, His blood be on us, and on our children."

Last night these Words were illuminated in a new way.  As they were read at the Good Friday service, as a memorial of the sufferings of Christ, Holy Spirit revealed a depth I’d never known before.

It is retrospect that affords clear sight but I wonder if there were any prophets that saw the unfolding events and dared to see them in the light of God’s Word and marveled at His ways…

As the beloved, holy people of God cried out for the death of His Son Jesus did they care that they were calling down a curse upon themselves and the generations to follow?  Was it the chaos of the crowd that caused such horrific emote?  Did they know, but in light of their blindness, not care?  Did they know that even in their worst moment they were still a beloved people of God?  Even He still used them in that moment to prophesy His great redemption.

You see, what they meant in angry curse, that they, even unto the generations to come, accepted the Blood of Jesus upon them, they did in fact, by God’s own plan, cry out prophetically the plan of salvation in Christ Jesus and instead called down His greatest blessing upon us.
“Let His blood be on us and on our children.”

Oh yes!  We resound “Let His Blood be upon us!!! And let His Blood be upon our children and our children’s children!  The purifying, redeeming Blood of Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior, yes pour upon us, soak us to the bone!”  Oh, what man meant for evil, God intended for good!  Isn’t that just like our loving God to redeem the curse and transform it into a blessing? Isn't it rather that He IS who He says He IS - Redeemer.

“Oh the depth of the riches of both the wisdom and knowledge of God!  How unsearchable are His Judgements and unfathomable are His ways!”
Praise His Holy Name!!!

Thank You Holy Spirit for revealing this depth, It is a treasured gift.

Comments

Post a Comment

Did something touch your heart? Please share about it.

Popular posts from this blog

Bathing in the Word of God - Mercy et al

Bathing in the Word of God
Sitting, soaking in the living Word of God, letting It have Its way in our life cleanses us, invigorates us and prepares us for life - both here and eternal. (Sensing that this is just the beginning of a series,  hope it gives you a fresh perspective and appreciation for His Word.) Imagine an old claw-footed porcelain tub and imagine you in it as the Word and Words of God are poured out over you.This, the first bath, you are drenched with Mercy, it hits fresh and weighty causing your grateful hands to be raised as you humbly wipe your face, seeing yourself as you really are, maybe even for the first time – grimy little urchin grasping at life and yet empty-handed. And just as your eyes begin to see afresh and before shame can consume, Grace is poured long and slow, inviting you to lather up, let it wash away the filth. And the lather fills the tub and overflows as Grace has its way and as Forgiveness is seeped in you lay back and take a slow breath all warm a…

Gilgal – An unknown heart’s desire fulfilled

Gilgal
– An unknown heart’s desire fulfilled
My response to El Greco’s painting of “Christ on the Cross” circa 1600
You’ve haunted me since early youth captured, yet not knowing why. The agony was clear to see “languish” is the word that comes yet understanding escaped me and yet I still was drawn.
For years the image would come and then go. For years I’d ponder with sorrow For years I’d long to see you again And yet still not knowing why.
A fortnight passed and world away and I knew before I turned Your presence beckoned me Heart racing, feet rushing, boldly approaching You Causing alarm, laughable now, for it was love that drew me to You
Standing in Your Presence Tears of knowing joy Love so deep its painful Soaking You in Breathing You in Never wanting to leave Grateful for the most intimate gift.
Gilgal.
Knowing now (even in the smallest part) leaves me in awe and wonder more. Oil on canvas, nay, but more.Heavenly power imbued. It seeketh and it haunteth till the work of God is fu…

Flying

Flying - 5/25/18 the first day of the rest of my life and there is a beautiful blank canvas before me...
That used to scare me, now I’m just timid about the first stroke.But the palette is being prepared for the Master and His work is always beautiful, so I rest as I wait.
Metaphors will abound today, for I love them!They breathe life into our limited language and paint deeper understanding in our minds.;-)
Last night, as I drove away from HDC, the place & people who have been my home for over 13 years, my heart broke and it was a Gilgal moment. Remembering pulling into the parking lot for the first time over 18 years ago, now leaving it for the last time…So, so much life has happened in between!And God in His faithfulness to me, bound me up in short time and as I blew a blessed kiss and waved goodbye the tears began cease and my heart, held fast within His loving hands, overflowed with gratitude for the great gift, actually a desire of my heart that I expressed on that first day…