14 April 2017
Holy Week ~ Worth Dying For – The Death of Death
Greetings Dear Reader,
Yesterday I mentioned my novel, Chronicles of Thanatos the Reaper. In it I follow the Angel assigned to manage death through history. He understands the necessity of death for mankind. He also hates that man’s redemption requires the death of the Son.
I have a hard time seeing this as Good Friday. It commemorates the time when God proved that we worth dying for and the extent he would go to for our reclamation. A great joyful sadness captures me. The nails, the wood, and the pain are all forged from my failures as much as anyone’s. The God/man was suspended between his two homes and the only one who truly understood him had to turn away.
The beloved Son never broke faith with the Father and in turning away in the instant the Father kept faith with the Son. That which forged the suffering of Jesus, my sin, becomes the thing that makes them part for the moment. The Father forsakes the Son for my sake. The angels see their most beloved wounded, hated, and die.
The Passover is completed. The red stain is on the doorpost. The Lamb of God is sacrificed. The bitter herbs were offered. The unleavened Bread of Life is consumed. The wine of offering is poured out. It is time to put things away and a few of the followers do just that.
It is only Friday. We have a couple of days until we are back to money changing and our pursuits. The Passover feast is come and gone. This year, however, we paid for the party with our dearest blood.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
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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