Lifeline February 02, 2020

The whole world was rocked by the recent death of one of basketball’s greatest players.  Kobe Bryant, his young daughter and several others whose names will never be remembered died in a helicopter accident near Los Angeles on a foggy morning.  It was a tragic end for a superstar.  We noticed.  It dominated news cycles and personal conversations.  It touched fans and non-fans alike.  Those emotions will soon fade except for those with whom he had a personal relationship. 

Two thousand years ago there was another headline death.  It darkened the sky and literally shook the world.  Witnesses saw deep beyond His Jewish skin to One with divine roots.  This was no ordinary man.  He had calmed storms, healed the sick, cast out demons and raised the dead.  He touched the untouchables, embraced the sinful, challenged the establishment and angered the aristocrats.  He was nothing the experts expected and everything they needed.  He was the long-awaited Messiah, and He was dead. 

Everything changed that day.  It was the focal point of a plan devised in heaven to solve the biggest problem that any person could possibly face: sin.  The devastation it brings is impossible to exaggerate.  Its first recorded consequence was murder among kin folks.  God’s plan of man and woman as husband and wife has suffered ever since.  Family shredded and discarded by sin.  If we doubt it, look at the cross and the death of the Savior.

It was a wretched way to die.  He knew it was coming as He agonized in the garden.  It would all soon be heaped on His solitary shoulders.  There was no other way, “The wages of sin…” It was payday.  He alone could reconcile guilty sinners to a just God.  It would be brutal.  Beating.  Mocking.  Spitting.  Crowning.  Nailing.  Suffering.  Darkness.  Trembling.  Temple veil torn.  The last labored breath. “My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?”  First hand evidence of what sin can do to a relationship. “Father, forgive them…”  “It is finished.”   

It was no accident, nor was it homicide or a miscarriage of justice.  The crucifixion, as gory and horrible as it was, had been the plan all along.  It offers an insight into the way that God sees sin.  Each act drives the nails a little deeper and pains our Lord more.  He suffers again.  He hurts for the damage it does to His once-good creation.  It distorts His image in which we were all created.  There was only one remedy.  Ungodly hands carried out a godly strategy to give us a way home. We gather on the first day of every week to remember.  Simple grape juice and unleavened bread remind us.  An intentional design to forgive us.  Kobe’s death was a tragedy.  This was not.  Sin is.  The death of our Savior is the solution.  The memory fades except for those who have a personal relationship with Him.

Lifelines December 22, 2019

All eyes are on the one we call Jesus.  He has our attention in the once-a-year ritual known as Christmas.  Lighted trees fill the neighborhoods and decorations adorn our streets.  Presents will be exchanged with those we love as families gather across the globe.  It is a fun time of year, but it will pass.  All the festivities will come to an end, and routines will resume.  Then what?

The reality of Jesus will not change.  Hearts that were made merry might lose their joy.  Bright wrapping paper will suddenly become disposable trash.  Trees look empty, almost sad.  It all loses its glitter the day after.  Then what?  The attention that the Christ child gathered during this festive season will wane.  A bit of a letdown will set in.  The world returns to normal.  The Lord seems to be put in a box and shoved into a corner of a closet for another year.  The only thing that has not changed is Him.

Our emotions ebb and flow.  They are often slaves to times and situations, swinging upward when circumstances are good and downward when they’re bad.  The Son of God is not like that.  He is as consistent as the Father who sent Him (Hebrews 13:8).  The character that He demonstrated during His brief stay in this world has never varied.  It never will, and we can only gather an accurate understanding our heavenly Father from Him (1 John 5:20). 

Both Father and Son displayed an incomprehensible love through the remarkable life of the One who voluntarily entered this sinful world.  Heaven is the ultimate goal for every child of God, and Jesus was there and stepped away to join us here.  Temptations were real.  The potential to fail was ever present.  The tempter lurked around every corner.  He experienced human weakness and struggle.  He knows about hunger and physical pain.  He understands what it is to be betrayed.  Denied.  Abandoned.  Alone.  Totally, absolutely alone.  Yes, He knows in ways that we never will.  Unless we reject Him.  Then we will know…forever.

He gave up that unimaginable equality with God to save us from an eternal separation from our all-loving Creator.  He knows about the power of emotions.  He wept for the grief that His loved ones suffered (John 11:33-35).  He agonized over the prospects of His impending death (Matthew 26:36-46).  Yes, He literally knows exactly how we feel but never allowed it to dictate His actions.  His sole focus was the salvation of humanity (Matthew 1:21).  From cradle to grave, He was never sidetracked from that task. 

As we see nativity scenes splashed all across the world, let us never lose sight of the eternal significance of the Christ child.  He was born to die.  He came to free us not only from the penalty of sin but also our enslavement to it.  Enjoy the season, and always remember His ultimate purpose.          

Lifelines December 15, 2019

His entry into this world was hardly remarkable.  No headlines greeted Him, just a string of “No Vacancy” signs.  Oh yes, there was that place over with the animals.  Let His expectant mom find a space there.  Noteworthy?  Not exactly, at least not from a human perspective.  But this was no ordinary baby.  This was the Son of God on a most extraordinary mission.

There were few clues along the way that this kid was anyone special.  How significant could a carpenter’s son possibly be?  He tipped His hand a little when He was twelve (Luke 2:41-51), but no one really understood.  His parents experienced some anxiety, and He hinted at His bigger purpose.  Life was apparently typical otherwise, and His mom cherished it all.  It would become clear to everyone in years to come.         

He stepped onto the public stage at age thirty and was nothing like the experts expected.  He was baptized by the eccentric John and was immediately in a face-to-face fight with the devil.  The tempter assaulted Him in multiple attacks but failed.  The enemy was not finished.  Rejection was swift from the covenant people of God.  It was a hostile environment for the Prince of Peace, and He persisted.  He never wavered.  He came to seek and save the lost.  The world, as unwelcoming as it may have been, needed Him.

He spoke in the language of the people, and they were amazed.  His simple lessons carried profound meaning.  Parables left the disinterested masses unimpressed and the disciples thirsty to learn more.  Commoners, sinners, tax-collectors and the rejects of “proper society” gravitated to Him to listen.  That same “proper society” criticized Him for the company that He kept.  His footprints lead in a unique direction.  A cross was on the horizon.

He ruffled the feathers of the elite.  Well, maybe that is an understatement.  The desire to kill the Son of God might be a bit more than ruffled feathers.  They joined hands with the civil establishment of the day and anger turned into action.  Mobs gathered around Him and dragged Him before the authorities.  Apostles abandoned Him.  One betrayed Him.  Another denied Him.  None stuck with Him.  Death closed in. 

He was whipped.  Mocked.  Spit upon.  Blindfolded and beaten.  A crown of thorns adorned His head.  The once-innocent baby born among the animals was now being treated like a common criminal.  Nails were driven through His flesh, and He was suffering the worst possible end to His life.  “It is finished,” was His simple declaration as He drew His last breath (John 19:30).  Mission accomplished. 

That scene is not the end of the drama.  Three days later the tomb was deserted.  No need to seek the living among the dead.  We should always remember that combination of love and power.  Love to send His Son to die for our sins.  Power to raise Him.  Amazing grace.  Awesome God.