i've seen worlds that don't belong

Thursday, April 5, 2007, 11:59 PM

As we gather together in prayer and reflection, let us spend some quiet time with Christ and recall His Passion and His love for us.

I still see Christ in my mind… all alone in the Garden of Gethsamane that night… My Saviour was on bended knees, with blood like sweat upon his brows, the shroud of death surrounding Him… My Lord, He prayed for strength to fulfil His Father’s plan. Christ could have walked away from it all…yet He chose to stay, to suffer the pain… the agony… the humiliation… But why did He have to suffer this way?

I remember His glorious entry into Jerusalem. He looked like a King… my King. He did not wave nor smile at the crowd. He had His head bowed low as if He was bearing all the worries, the lies and the pain of the world. I could see how all our sins and shame were weighing Him down. I see Him struggling under the load, I see the pain He endured… Perhaps He heard how we were cheering Him on. Cheering for His death… His Crucifixion…

Yes, my Jesus chose to walk that road out of His love for you and me. It was a painful sight to see. Him bearing all the misery and the suffering… Alone. I could only watch as He stumbled and fell, thirst and bled… for us. He was beaten, tortured, spat upon and humiliated by the soldiers and many in the crowd.

Was there no other way to show His love for me? Is my life worth so much that He had to endure all the suffering, the accusations, insults and torment? … I do NOT deserve it. I really don’t.

I remember how Jesus persevered, picking himself up each time He fell, stumbling beneath the weight of the cross... the WEIGHT of our SINS. Yet He continued…

I remember how Jesus was laid on the cross… the nails… the torment… the REJECTION. Yet He continued…

He paid the ultimate price by dying on the cross. The price of my sins and for all the good I failed to do…

I feel the pain He endured… I hear His scream each time the rusty nail pierced straight through His flesh. They stabbed him in the side…

He suffered in silence… no words of hatred came from His lips… He did not want vengeance. He did not want justice… all He wanted was for God to show us love and compassion.

Christ died to show the world the measure of His great love... Christ died for me… and yet…. I continue to sin and to turn my back to His teachings and His calling.

Am I forgiven for all my wrongdoings? If I really am forgiven…why then do I still fear acknowledging Jesus in those around me? Why am I so afraid to be the reflection of whom I truly am inside?

Am I worthy of your great love, Jesus? Am I worthy of your deliverance?

God continues to reach out to each one of us and implores us to repent. His outstretched arms are still waiting for us… God loves us even though we continue to crucify His Son, Jesus Christ.

We scourge Him with our sins. We nail Him with our hatred. We mock Him with our ignorance. Each time we do not do what God wills… we crucify Christ all over again.

We crucify Him each time we chase after material happiness, disregarding our Christian virtues.
We crucify Him each time we ignore the less fortunate.
Each time we neglect our family and loved ones… we crucify Him.

We nail Him each time we fail to help others in need.
We nail him each time we fail to fight for the oppressed.
When we fail to love others, we drive another nail into His hands.

Christ died for us… but was it all in vain? He gave each of us a mission to fulfil… but have we ignored His calling and His teachings? Have we forgotten our mission as Christians?

What happens after we leave this church and continue with our lives in the world we live in? Do we remember Christ then?

Are we worthy of His Deliverance??

This was taken from the script of the lenten vigil session from 10pm to 11pm today. Whoever that has read this post please ponder over it. Thanks.