Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts

Apr 13, 2012

Thoughts on Hebrews: Exaltation & Humiliation

In preparation for our study of Hebrews 12 this summer at Northland Camp, I've been studying the rest of Hebrews to lay a good foundation of understanding before jumping into chapter 12.
This past week I've spent the majority of my time in chapters 1 & 2, & it has been such an encouragement & challenge to me I wanted to take a few minutes to share what the Lord has been showing me through His word.

Chapter one of Hebrews is all about the exaltation of Christ & clearly emphasizes His superiority over everything. Superiority over angels; superiority over Moses; superiority over the Old Testament priests; superiority over the Old Covenant; etc. In Hebrews 1:10-12 the author makes a reference to Psalm 102 in stating: "You, Lord, laid the foundation of the earth in the beginning, & the the heavens are the work of your hands; they will perish, but You remain; they will wear out like a garment, like a robe you will roll them up, like a garment they will be changed. But you are the same, and Your years will have no end." The author here is emphasizing Christ's absolute authority & exaltation over everything. Compare that with the Psalmist's contrast of man's fragility & the Lord's stability: "My days are like an evening shadow; I wither away like grass, but You, O Lord, are enthroned forever; You are remembered throughout all generations." (Psalm 102:11-12)


What an incredible, & obvious contrast! I have been enjoying a great commentary on Hebrews from the Tyndale New Testament Series (awesome stuff!), & the author, Donald Guthrie, had some great thoughts on these particular verses:

             This passage speaks to the Son's role in creation; the author draws attention to a profound idea about the Son, i.e: His changelessness. The earth & the heavens seem substantial enough, yet they will perish. 
The transitoriness of the apparently changeless material creation serves to heighten the contrast with the Divine stability. There is a majestic ring about the words but thou remainest. This statement focuses attention on the unshakable stability which is further enhanced by the striking picture of God rolling up the heavens & earth, now tattered like a worn-out garment, as if they are of no further use. This magnificent glimpse by the Psalmist into the winding up of the present age is intended to lead to the climax; but You are the same. 
In face of the disintegration everywhere else, the unchangeable character of the Son stands out in unmistakable contrast (Guthrie pp. 77-78).



The author continues to drive the idea of Christ's obvious superiority, glory & absolute sovereignty over all of creation in vs. 13: "And to which of the angels has [God] ever said, 'Sit at my right hand until I make your enemies a foot stool for your feet'"?

The idea of the Son's enthronement is now repeated to bring out the most obvious contrast between Jesus Christ & the highest order of created beings. At no time are angels ever conceived of as sitting, & therefore the enthronement of Jesus at once established His superiority. Not only is His sovereignty stressed, but also His absolute power over His enemies. That this idea is prominent in the writer's mind is clear from his repeating the statement in chapter 10:12-13. In both chapters 1 & 10, the enthronement & victory are linked with Jesus Christ's atonement for sins (Guthrie pp. 78-79). 

This obvious picture of Christ's power, authority, & absolute sovereignty makes the humiliation of His crucifixion even more striking. We just celebrated Easter last weekend, & I took time on Saturday to read through the gospel of John & then watch the movie the Passion of the Christ. I am very visual, so it was very intense & emotional for me to see a representation of just how much suffering & humiliation Christ went through to redeem humanity. Then to read the opening of Hebrews again early in the week just underlined the sacrifice He made in coming to earth as a man. From power over all, to the image given to us in the Passion of the Christ; Jesus beaten to the point of death, no strength left, unrecognizable, crawling towards His cross to make atonement for humanity's sin....crazy, determined love. It was a great reminder to me of just how incredible the gospel is. I would encourage you to take some time this week & really focus on the contrast of the glory that Christ had in heaven to what He chose to embrace for the sake of redeeming us. 

For he grew up before him like a young plant,
and like a root out of dry ground;
he had no form or majesty that we should look at him,
and no beauty that we should desire him.
He was despised and rejected by men;
a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief;
and as one from whom men hide their faces
he was despised, and we esteemed him not.
Surely he has borne our griefs
and carried our sorrows;
yet we esteemed him stricken,
smitten by God, and afflicted.
But he was pierced for our transgressions;
he was crushed for our iniquities;
upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace,
and with his wounds we are healed.
(Isaiah 53:2-5 ESV)

Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus, who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but emptied himself, by taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross. (Philippians 2:5-8)

Christ: "For this reason the Father loves me, because I lay down my life that I may take it up again. No one takes it from me, but I lay it down of my own accord." (John 10:17-18a)

Therefore God has highly exalted him and bestowed on him the name that is above every name, so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father. (Philippians 2:9-11)

Apr 24, 2011

Oh Glorious Day!

Best day of the year. Christ is Risen!!

One day when Heaven was filled with His praises
One day when sin was as black as could be
Jesus came forth to be born of a Virgin
Dwelt among men, my example is He
Word became flesh and the light shined among us
His glory revealed

Living, He loved me, dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He's coming, oh, glorious day, oh, glorious day

One day they led Him up Calvary's mountain
One day they nailed Him to die on a tree
Suffering anguish, despised and rejected

Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He
Hands that healed nations, stretched out on a tree
And took the nails for me

One day the grave could conceal Him no longer
One day the stone rolled away from the door
Then He arose, over death He had conquered
Now He's ascended, my Lord evermore
Death could not hold Him, the grave could not keep Him
From rising again

One day the trumpet will sound for His coming
One day the skies with His glories will shine
Wonderful day, my beloved one, bringing
My Savior, Jesus, is mine

Living, He loved me, dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He's coming, oh, glorious day, oh, glorious day!

--Traditional Hymn/Casting Crowns, "Glorious Day"

Apr 21, 2011

Limitless Love Born from Limitless Pain: A Crucifixion Narrative

Got this from a friend who got it from Sovereign Grace Church...a powerful, yet somehow still weak description of the weight of the cross:

….after “hours of limitless pain.
Then Jesus is startled by a foul odor. It isnʼt the stench of open wounds. It is something
else. And it crawls inside him. He looks up to his Father. His Father looks back, but
Jesus doesnʼt recognize these eyes. They pierce the invisible world with fire and darken
the visible sky. And Jesus feels dirty. He hangs between earth and heaven filthy with
human discharge on the outside and now filthy with the weight of human wickedness on
the inside.
The Father speaks: “Son of Man! Why have you sinned against me and heaped scorn
on my great glory? You are self-sufficient and self-righteous—consumed with yourself
and puffed up and selfishly ambitious. You rob me of my glory and worship whatʼs inside
of you instead of looking out to the one who created you. You are a greedy, lazy,
gluttonous slanderer and gossip. You are a lying, conceited, ungrateful, cruel adulterer.
You practice sexual immorality; you make pornography and fill you mind with vulgarity.
You exchange my truth for a lie and worship the creature instead of the Creator. And so
you are given up to your homosexual passions, dressing immodestly and lusting after
what is forbidden. With all your heart you love perverse pleasure. You hate your brother
and murder him with the bullets of anger fired from your own heart. You kill babies for
your convenience. You oppress the poor and deal in slaves and ignore the needy. You
persecute my people. You love money and prestige and honor. You put on a cloak of
outward piety, but inside you are filled with dead manʼs bones—you hypocrite! You are
lukewarm and easily enticed by the world. You covet and canʼt have so you murder. You
are filled with envy and rage and bitterness and unforgiveness. You blame others for
your sin and are too proud to even call it sin. You are never slow to speak. And you
have a razor tongue that lashes and cuts with its criticism and sinful judgment. Your
words do not impart grace. Instead your mouth is a fountain of condemnation and guilt
and obscene talk. You are a false prophet leading people astray. You mock your
parents. You have no self-control. You are a betrayer who stirs up division and factions.
Youʼre a drunkard and a thief. Youʼre an anxious coward. You do not trust me. You
blaspheme against me. You are an unsubmissive wife. You are a lazy, disengaged
husband. You file for divorce and crush the parable of my love for the church. Youʼre a
pimp and a drug dealer. You practice divination and worship demons. The list of your
sins goes on and on. And I hate these things inside of you. Iʼm filled with disgust for you
and indignation for your sin consumes me. Now, drink my cup!
And Jesus does. He drinks for hours. He downs every drop of the scalding liquid of
Godʼs own hatred of sin mingled with his white-hot wrath against that sin. This is the
Fatherʼs cup: omnipotent hatred and anger for the sins of every generation past,
present, and future. Omnipotent wrath directed at one naked man hanging on a cross.
The Father can no longer look at his beloved Son, his heartʼs treasure, the mirror-image
of himself. And he diverts his gaze.
Jesus pushes himself upward and howls to heaven, “My God, my God, why have you
forsaken me?”
Silence. Separation.
Jesus whispers, “Iʼm thirsty,” and he sags.
The merciful centurion soaks a sponge in sour vinegar wine and lifts in on a reed to
Jesusʼ lips.
Jesus pushes himself up again and cries, “It is finished.” And it is. Every sin of every
child of God had been laid on Jesus and he drank the cup of Godʼs wrath dry.
Itʼs six oʼclock, Friday evening, and Jesus finds one more surge of strength. He presses
his torn feet against the spikes, straightens his legs, and with one last gasp of air cries
out, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit!”
And he dies.
The merciful centurion sees Jesusʼ body fall far forward and his head drop low. He
thrusts a spear up behind Jesusʼ ribs—one more piercing for our transgression—and
water and blood flow out of his broken heart.
In that moment mountains shake and rocks spilt; veils tear and tombs open.
The merciful centurion looks up at that lifeless body of Jesus and is filled with awe. He
drops to his knees and declares, “Truly this man was the Son of God!”
Mission accomplished. Sacrifice accepted.”

Apr 4, 2010

Mighty is the Power of the Cross

By this we know love, that He laid down His life for us...





One day when Heaven was filled with His praises
One day when sin was as black as could be
Jesus came forth to be born of a virgin
Dwelt among men, my example is He
Word became flesh and the light shined among us
His glory revealed

Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He’s coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day

One day they led Him up Calvary’s mountain
One day they nailed Him to die on a tree
Suffering anguish, despised and rejected
Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He
Hands that healed nations, stretched out on a tree
And took the nails for me

One day the grave could conceal Him no longer
One day the stone rolled away from the door
Then He arose, over death He had conquered
Now He’s ascended, my Lord evermore
Death could not hold Him, the grave could not keep Him
From rising again

Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He’s coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day


One day the trumpet will sound for His coming
One day the skies with His glories will shine
Wonderful day, my Beloved One, bringing
My Savior, Jesus, is mine



-Glorious Day by Casting Crowns





Death could not hold Him; the grave could not keep Him. "Why do you look for the Living among the dead? He is not here, He has risen!" ~Luke 24:5-6


Happy Resurrection Sunday everyone! Rejoice: Our Savior lives!!!