My God, My God...
We are emerging from a weekend of celebrating and remembering the death, burial and resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ. I watched The Passion of the Christ once again, and something stirred in me. Something that has stayed in my heart, and so I share it with you.
As the Lord sat at the table with His disciples, He gave them bread and wine...explaining that the bread represents His body and the wine His blood. They sat near to Him. They partook of the representation of His suffering, though He was not in pain at that moment. He was not being scourged and mocked. He was in an atmosphere of love, speaking of the will of the Father that was soon to take place.
The next day the atmosphere had completely shifted. He was surrounded by those who hated Him without reason. He was becoming the explanation He gave His disciples. Yet in the time of completing what the Father sent Him to do, He cried out, "My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?"
Have you been there? Have you experienced those beautiful moments in the Lord's Presence, feeling Him share with you a glimpse of His plan for your life? It is in the moments when He is speaking to us through His Word, His Spirit, or a chosen vessel that we are so intoxicated by His voice that the suffering that may go along with what He is saying seems okay...because in that moment we are near Him. In that moment we feel unstoppable, because He is so close and His voice is so clear.
There have been situations and circumstances in the past few years that I have held before the Lord and wondered what could He have possibly intended with these things occurring? Was I in His will like I thought I was, or had I missed it completely? I know there is a possibility that I missed it, but I also believe that this weekend He gave me a sweet thought:
It is when Christ was living out what He had spoken that He felt far from His Father. It is when He was moments away from finishing the work that He felt the most forsaken.
There is a good possibility that this can happen with us, as well. Obedience cannot depend on how we feel in the moment. We are pressed, but not crushed. Persecuted, but not abandoned. Whatever living out the will of God brings, we are never alone.
Father, let us truly be able to say, "Not my will but Yours be done." Help us to remember what You have said and cling to Your Word even when we cannot feel You. In Jesus' Name. Amen.