Jon Ng (www.sxc.hu)
you ever had a friend who would be willing to give up their
own life to save yours?
In our day and age it’s hard to imagine a scenario where
a friend could be placed in such a position.
For earlier generations who lived in less secure and comfortable
circumstances, this may have been a real and genuine occurrence.
Just today, during a time of worship and meditation, I had
a very clear vision of a dark, bloodied battle scene. It was
on a muddy and roughened terrain, loud and fierce explosive
noises ripping through the sky, bright flashes of severe light
as spotlights frantically scanned the field, and then as an
explosion of artillery tore up the soil even more, punching
holes in the earth. Shrapnel flying through the air. Bullets
ripping randomly in every direction. Bodies lying on the ground,
torn, bleeding, dismembered, some gasping for their last breath,
others still and cold.
straining across the battle-zone; a solid and strong figure,
carrying a heavy load, attempting to rush to safe cover on
the horizon. Steely-gaze, fixed on making it to protected
trenches, where urgent medical attention could be administered.
The limp torso he carries is his close friend, struck by cross
fire when he strayed from cover and became disoriented. Arms
hanging, feet dragging along the ground, head heavily rocking
from side to side as his companion takes each step towards
safety. Blood trickling down his forehead, breathing shallow
and weak. Wounded, broken, unable to support his own body
He didn’t have to ask or plead to be picked up. Wouldn’t
have dared or presumed to ask his friend to risk his life
and himself become an easy target in order to save his life:
Firmly staring death in the face in order to guarantee the
revival of another human. Didn’t even have to give permission
or submit his own will for his friend to save his life - It
was just done!
Have you ever had a friend who would be willing to give up
their own life to save yours?
Each of us has a friend just like this one, who has taken
these very steps to secure our life and freedom: His name
is Jesus Christ. He walked boldly carrying the weight of his
cross, the very thing that would kill him: knowing that He
had to die so that we might live. Our sins are our cross,
but He carried them with him when He went to his crucifixion,
so that we wouldn’t have to die from their consequences.
Easter is the time when we should remember what Jesus did
for us, and we should symbolically let Jesus take the weight
of our hurts, wounds, pains and failings, and once again carry
them to the cross to be lifted, healed and removed.
Thank you for your blood, my friend.