After Jesus' agonizing prayer in the garden, Judas did what he committed to do. He sold out for thirty pieces of silver and betrayed the Lord with a simple kiss. I realized this morning I left that part of the gospels out of my listing of readings. Maybe you found it anyways.
The disciples ran off and left him. His friends. Imagine.
Jesus was taken away to the high priests and false witnesses were found. Isn't it easy to always find the false and wrong in something?
Jesus was slapped and spit on--undeserving of all.
I've discovered that I love a lot of Isaiah's prophesy in the Old Testament. One of the my most loved is this one from Isaiah 53: 3-7...
"He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief; and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.
Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet, we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the Lord hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.
He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he openeth not his mouth."
Peter followed along behind a bit and hung around the judgement hall. During the course of the time, one girl there commented that he was with this Jesus. Peter denied that. Yet and another said later to the group, "This is one of them." Peter denied again. Later, even others said that surely Peter was one of them. Peter began to curse even denying strongly that "I know not the man." The scriptures say that immediately that the rooster crowed.
I think in my being how Peter must have felt as soon as he heard that sound. Surely in that area there were loud sounds from the crowd and a lot of activity but I know that sound of the rooster was louder than anything going on and the sound pierced Peter's heart.
I think it's the gospel of Luke that says as soon as the rooster crowed, Jesus turned. One of the saddest parts to me that you never hear much about is when I see in my heart the faces of Jesus and Peter as Jesus turned and met Peter's eyes. Oh the emotions that must have been there. Through the disappointment, the pain, the truth, and the love that surely was in those eyes, both sets of eyes, my heart has so many emotions.
Often during this week, we might ask the same question over and over with the same answer over and over. The question--why? The answer--love.
"Jesus loves me this I know
For the Bible tells me so.
Little ones to him belong
They are weak but he is strong.
Jesus take this heart of mine
Make it pure and wholly Thine
On the cross YOU died for me
I will try to live for thee.
Yes Jesus loves me.
Yes Jesus loves me.
Yes Jesus loves me.
The Bible tells me so."
We always think the little ones mentioned in this song are children. I'm here to tell you today that this sixty something year old blog writer is one of HIS little ones.
Let's raise a hallelujah!
Consider....
The disciples ran off and left him. His friends. Imagine.
Jesus was taken away to the high priests and false witnesses were found. Isn't it easy to always find the false and wrong in something?
Jesus was slapped and spit on--undeserving of all.
I've discovered that I love a lot of Isaiah's prophesy in the Old Testament. One of the my most loved is this one from Isaiah 53: 3-7...
"He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief; and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.
Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet, we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the Lord hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.
He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he openeth not his mouth."
Peter followed along behind a bit and hung around the judgement hall. During the course of the time, one girl there commented that he was with this Jesus. Peter denied that. Yet and another said later to the group, "This is one of them." Peter denied again. Later, even others said that surely Peter was one of them. Peter began to curse even denying strongly that "I know not the man." The scriptures say that immediately that the rooster crowed.
I think in my being how Peter must have felt as soon as he heard that sound. Surely in that area there were loud sounds from the crowd and a lot of activity but I know that sound of the rooster was louder than anything going on and the sound pierced Peter's heart.
I think it's the gospel of Luke that says as soon as the rooster crowed, Jesus turned. One of the saddest parts to me that you never hear much about is when I see in my heart the faces of Jesus and Peter as Jesus turned and met Peter's eyes. Oh the emotions that must have been there. Through the disappointment, the pain, the truth, and the love that surely was in those eyes, both sets of eyes, my heart has so many emotions.
Often during this week, we might ask the same question over and over with the same answer over and over. The question--why? The answer--love.
"Jesus loves me this I know
For the Bible tells me so.
Little ones to him belong
They are weak but he is strong.
Jesus take this heart of mine
Make it pure and wholly Thine
On the cross YOU died for me
I will try to live for thee.
Yes Jesus loves me.
Yes Jesus loves me.
Yes Jesus loves me.
The Bible tells me so."
We always think the little ones mentioned in this song are children. I'm here to tell you today that this sixty something year old blog writer is one of HIS little ones.
Let's raise a hallelujah!
Consider....
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