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The Big Question

It all comes down to this week, doesn’t it?  Our faith (or lack of it) hinges on what we believe (or don’t believe) about this week.  Until recently, I haven’t grappled with what happened during this week 1,977 years ago.  But I can no longer ignore it.

For much of my adult life, I have followed a Christian life, but ignored the Christ.  I have conveniently pushed Him out of my faith equation.  I thought things like, “It’s too hard to believe.  Maybe He was a good teacher, a good person, or just a crackpot who thought He was God.”

But one day, I thought to myself, “What if it’s all true?”

I have an active imagination, so I have imagined what He felt, riding through the streets of Jerusalem on a young donkey’s back in front of crowds of people who thought He was there to save them from Roman occupation.  It must’ve been a twisted scene to Him.  He sees faces all around Him.  He knows each one by name.  I wonder if He thought, “They just don’t get it.” 

He knows that these faces, so exuberant now, will turn red with anger by Friday.  He knows the lips shouting His praise now, will soon shout, “Crucify!” 

He sees His friends.  He knows that every last one of them, though having professed undying loyalty, will avert their gaze from Him even as He is sentenced to die.  They will deny even knowing Him.

He saw my face in that crowd.

With Thomas, I have doubted Him.  With Judas, I have betrayed Him.  With Peter, I have denied knowing Him.  With the crowds, I have shouted His praise, and then turned my back on Him.  And with them I have misunderstood Him.  He knew I would.

And He did it anyway. 

If the story is true, then He knew all the times I would doubt, betray and deny Him.  If it is true, then maybe I should at the very least quit ignoring Him.  If it is true, then the only conclusion I can draw is that I owe Him my life.

His question, “Who do you say that I am?” is one each person must answer for themselves.  And however you answer the question takes guts. 

So it all comes down to this week. 

Story or truth?

Savior or crackpot?

“Who do you say that I am?”

Easter

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