I'm doing a read-through-the-Bible-in-a-year plan this year. This past week and a half, I've been reading the events of Holy Week in the book of Matthew; and when I read Jesus' words at the Last Supper this time, I was struck with a very special thought:
"While they were eating, Jesus took some bread, and after a blessing, He broke it and gave it to the disciples, and said, 'Take, eat; this is My body.' And when He had taken a cup and given thanks, He gave it to them, saying, 'Drink from it, all of you; for this is My blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for forgiveness of sins. But I say to you, I will not drink of this fruit of the vine from now on until that day when I drink it new with you in My Father's kingdom."~ Matthew 26:26-29

What a romantic thought! I hope this isn't the case for you, but I know that in my life, I rarely think about the fact that Jesus wants to be close to me much, much more than I want to be close to Him. I tend to feel in my heart like His dying on the cross was more of a duty, a noble sacrifice worthy of a lofty Shakespearean hero - something He did just because He was God and it was the right thing to do. But the fact is, that's not true at all. It was not the "right" thing to do - it was wrong on so, so many levels. The all-powerful, infinite Creator of the universe, reducing Himself to a frail, unattractive human body, letting that body be spit on and torn and beaten by the very people He was coming to save? Letting His total, majestic, white-hot purity and sovereignty be crushed under the humiliation of a criminal's death? Bearing the ugly scars of this death for the rest of eternity? It was an injustice, a crime, a shame of the highest order. He did not suffer all this because of a sense of duty. He suffered all this because of a passionate, burning, world-encompassing LOVE.
And so, on top of everything He suffered to bring us into a love relationship with Him, Jesus now holds this special, sacred symbol, abstaining from all wine until He can drink it with His beloved Bride, the Church that He died to ransom.
We, of course, are asked to continue celebrating the Lord's Supper, to keep us in remembrance of His love while we wait for His return. There is a chance that we, in our frailty, could forget sometimes how much He loves us; so He asks us to continue to remember by sharing this symbol together. But He, in His perfection, will never forget how much He loves us; and so He waits, His very abstinence a testimony to the patience and fullness of His love.
This is romance of the highest order. A foregone kiss, a special ritual between a couple - these things are beautiful, lovely earthly shadows of the great Wedding that is to come. But none of them can come close to the awesome beauty of the loving Savior, waiting in heaven to bring His Beloved to the wedding table, where together, at last, we will look into His eyes, perhaps feel the gentle touch of His scarred hand, and celebrate face-to-face the joy and wonder of His loving sacrifice for us.
Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God, the Almighty, Who was, and Who is, and Who is to come!
wow...that was extraordinarily thought-provoking. thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeletewow.