Matthew 26:56 (NIV)
I would have run too.
When the soldiers arrested Jesus, I would have saved my own skin. Not only am I conflict averse, I would have panicked in fear and confusion. In hindsight I’d regret my cowardice, but flee I would.
On Maundy Thursday, my church reenacts the desertion by the disciples. It’s my favorite service of the entire year. Favorite is an odd description for this somber drama, but it moves me deeply.
My heart is exposed. I am reminded of the ways I have failed God. I have ignored His guiding voice, missed opportunities to serve Him, and thought ill of His children. I have worshipped other gods, dishonored His name, and withheld forgiveness. I have failed to love others as Jesus commanded.
For everyone has sinned; we all fall short of God’s glorious standard. (Romans 3:23)
Thankfully, I am not left in despair. By confessing that my sin put Jesus on the cross and believing that He died when it should have been me, I am forgiven. By drinking the juice representing His cleansing blood, I become pure in God’s eyes and freed from guilt. By eating the bread representing His body, I recommit myself to His way and His service.
Would you have run in Gethsemane? Will you now come kneel at the cross? (tweet this)
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