Wednesday, February 2, 2022
Jesus was close to finishing his
journey to the cross. As he approached
Jerusalem, he wept for the sheep he would have shepherded…if they’d only been
willing. From the depths of his sorrow
tears flowed, and the Lord of Glory poured out the pain of the coming
recompense his family would suffer.
Jerusalem, the shining City of David, would be crushed, its walls and
temple razed to ground-zero. Men and
women, along with their children would enter a trial that would leave them
devastated and broken. God had visited
them from a manger in Bethlehem…and they put up a shield to ward Him off. Instead, it would become a prison wall to an
eternal sentence of death. Peace
rejected, destruction ensured, the tears flowed like a river from the Christ
who would be Savior over the lambs who were blindly bleating their own
destructive brand of independence…we don’t need YOU, God!
Frankly, it’s difficult to read those
words of prophecy…senseless destruction of men, women, and children, broken,
bloodied, crushed into the ground. That
is the awful truth about rebellion towards our Creator. When we decide to go our own way, rejecting
God’s loving hand, we do to ourselves the worst kind of judgment – an
unnecessary suffering contrary to what God had planned for us.
Rather than pain, anguish, and
eternal death, the LORD holds for us eternal LIFE and joy. In human understanding, we hardly begin to
comprehend that loss. It is like a
little boy playing on the railroad tracks.
He enjoys hopping from one rail to the rocks and skipping-up to the
other rail. His dad calls, but the child
is having too good a time, so he ignores the voice. What a tragedy is coming; but the child
cannot see the danger, so His father and mother weep for him. He’s making the worst possible choice, and
refuses to take his eyes off his game for a moment.
Jerusalem, God’s Holy City, is not
the focus of this Scripture. Jerusalem
is a metaphor for everything God created.
All the earth, it’s people, animals, cities, rural areas, mountains,
wilderness, and dry places, were created for God’s glory. And all was placed in humankind’s care. Some of us choose to play on the
tracks, ignoring the train’s approaching destruction. Some turn to the voice of God’s warning to
come close for protection. And, as the
story of the Great Shepherd who left the 99 safe sheep[1],
to look for the 1 lost sheep still playing on the tracks, the heart of the
Father grieves just as Jesus’ weeping displays…because they would not.
For You Today
For some, the idea of getting
right with God is not something by which they’re upset, or angered; they’re
just buried in the distraction of living daily life. They just don’t think about it. Sadly, this was the case in Jerusalem; the
king of glory visited, and they were too busy playing on the tracks.
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have
a blessed day!
[1] Title and Other Images: Pixabay.com Unless noted, Scripture quoted from The New Living Translation©
[1] See Luke 15:1-7
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