Reflection on His Passion

Last night I and a few of my friends, we gathered and winessed the Passion of the the Christ all over again. It was dark and quiet. And each of us pursued own own reflection as we saw the horrific crime that we committed against our God over again.

Each of us chose our own moment to identify with Christ by taking the communion. My own moment for this year was this line from the OT, which Mel Gibson had Jesus say:

"I am your servant, the son of your handmaid."

Handmaid is the female maid servant. Here the Psalmist (and MG) said that the Christ stooped so low, lower than a servant. Paul said...

"[Christ] made himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness.

And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself and became obedient to death– even death on a cross!"

And this was our prayer last night as we took the communion...

Jesus, on that night you broke the bread:

“This is my body, broken for you”

Afterward you lifted the cup:

“This is my blood, God’s new covenant,

poured out for you”

Jesus, this we do to remember…

It was our sins that did that to you,

That ripped and tore and crushed you, our sins!

You took the punishment,

and that made us whole.

Through your bruises we get healed.

God has piled all our sins, everything we’ve done wrong, on you, on you.

So, when we see His steps, we couldn't help but be confronted of where would our steps be. Beyond the cross were the joy of glory! The author of Hebrews wrote that Jesus "for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God."

Lord God, make me a servant, like your sevant.