Good Friday, something to think about.
Tears of the FATHER at the CROSS of HIS SON.
Excerpt from one of my Easter Church Messages called Tears of Two Fathers.
“My child God said to me. I wanted to tell you personally what the Crucifixion of My Son meant to me. You have children and grandchildren and I know you love them. I know that you would do all you could to protect them from harm and that you would gladly take upon yourself their death. I know this because you were created in my image with the ability to Love.
I know that if men took your child and beat him with whips that ripped both flesh and bone from his back…that you could not be restrained.
I know if men forced your child to carry a beam of heavy wood down the street as people swore at him, mocking him, and spitting on him… that you could not be restrained.
I know if men forced your child to lie down on that cross and then drove nails through his feet and hands to hold him there…that you could not be restrained.
Could you Ernie? The Lord asked softly…no Lord I said quietly.
I stood and watched as they did all those things to my Son. I stood there not for His sake but for YOURS, because He took that punishment not for His sake but for YOURS….I honored you through His Pain. But Ernie, when Jesus…MY SON cried out …MY GOD…MY GOD…WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?
That was more than I could bear, so I turned away and cried uncontrollably. My Son had wept over Jerusalem; and now I wept over my Son. Yes, I could not look upon the Worlds Sins that MY Son was bearing, but even more than that, if I had looked at HIM at the moment HE said those words…I knew in my heart …THAT I COULD NOT BE RESTRAINED ! ! !
Ernie…I wanted you and those that say they love my Son, to know that even for the Joy set before both HIM and I…the Cross was the most difficult thing either of us have gone through.”
Have YOU ever given any thought to the tears Jesus will wipe from your eyes? Why am I going to be crying before Him? Maybe because as hard as I tried while here on Earth encased in this broken vessel of clay, the motives of my heart have always been tinged with pride.
Maybe because in my own way I too have Mocked God by trying to blend into the sewage around me like a Chameleon instead of standing alone for HIM? Maybe because I haven’t taken His command to share the Gospel serious enough and He will show me the hundreds of times I could have made a difference in someone’s life by planting a seed for the Holy Spirit to water.
I will stand before Him looking into His Eyes filled with Holy fire and use words to give an account of the life He gave me to live out before HIM. He will then show me the times He had given me words to speak in the power of the HOLY SPIRIT, but I chose to remain silent.
Your LIFE & My LIFE are ALL ABOUT JESUS…Not Us!
IN HIM I found me.
READ ISAIAH 53:1-11; (3- He was despised and rejected by men) (5- But he was pierced for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities) (10- Yet it was the will of the Lord to crush him).