My King – Un-killable

Greetings Dear Reader,

“Herod couldn't kill Him.”

When Christmas first came to live with us she had accepted Jesus as the redeemer she needed.  Her theology, however, was quite limited.  Her past had put quite the negative spin on the word “God”.  When she learned that Jesus is God she was quite upset.  It took some time and explanation to work through the specifics but seeing who Jesus is helped her work through her feelings about the entire  matter.

There is a reason that so much of this discussion has focused on who Jesus is.  We cannot kill God.  We try over and over to destroy him.  Jesus made it clear that no can take his life from him.  He explained that he gave up his life freely for our reclamation. 

Even in the final moments Jesus did not simply die.  He gave up his life.  He is the author of all life and gave it up freely.  He is the one who desires the best in every life.  To Jesus every life matters.  Imagine how much it would cost to feel compassion for the man ripping your flesh from your body with a whip.  What would it take to feel forgiveness for the soldier driving rusty nails into your hands and feet?   What does it take to love your closest friends when they run away because you are in trouble?

No one took Jesus’ life but we all killed him.  He went to the cross so that I could live.  He looked out at the mocking jeering people who had so recently hailed him as hosanna the King.  He saw the ones who wanted him dead.  He asked the Father to forgive them because they did not know what they were doing.  Then he let go of his life and died. That’s my King.  I wonder if you know what comes next.

Crown Him – Michael Card

Crown Him, Crown Him, the angry people did cry

Crown Him, Crown Him, let Him be crucified

Crown Him, Crown Him, let Him not remain alive

Crown Him, Crown Him, He must be crucified

So a circle of pain and love

Came down upon His head

It was not for anything He'd done

Or for anything He'd said

For all His life He'd sought to show

They were only living a lie

But they didn't care to hear, Oh no

They just wanted Him to die

Crown Him, Crown Him, the angry people did cry

Crown Him, Crown Him, let Him be crucified

Crown Him, Crown Him, let Him not remain alive

Crown Him, Crown Him, He must be crucified

Soon a circle of glory

Will be placed upon His brow

And He'll come to reign forever

Though it may not seem so now

Then our time of tears and trouble

Will seem only like a dream

As we stand before the glory

Of our Savior and our King

Crown Him, Crown Him

Holy angels sing all Glory honor, power and grace

Crown Him King of Kings

Crown Him, Crown Him, those redeemed and damned

Will bow with me and humbly, sing worthy is the lamb

Crown Him, Crown Him

Holy angels sing all Glory honor, power and grace

Crown Him King of Kings

Crown Him, Crown Him, those redeemed and damned

Will bow with me and humbly, sing worthy is the lamb

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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