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

Friday, 29 March 2013

Nothing To Add

Good Friday.
 
The day we remember that Jesus died for us.  He died to take away our sins.  All of them.
 
Sometimes I think we find it easy to 'sanitise' our sins and to imagine that Jesus only died for the stuff we don't mind other people knowing about.  The I-know-I-really-shouldn'ts of life.  But we think He couldn't really have died for the things that we don't want other people to know.
 
Or we can get to thinking that whilst His death certainly gave us a 'leg up' on our way into God' good books, we still need to add to it, or 'top it up' by our own good deeds.
 
But God has done it all.  We can add nothing to Jesus' crucifixion.
 
Paul writes,
"If a living relationship with God could come by rule-keeping, then Christ died unnecessarily."
[Galatians 5:21 MSG]
and
"The God-setting-things-right that we read about has become Jesus-setting-things-right for us. And not only for us, but for everyone who believes in him. For there is no difference between us and them in this. Since we’ve compiled this long and sorry record as sinners (both us and them) and proved that we are utterly incapable of living the glorious lives God wills for us, God did it for us. Out of sheer generosity he put us in right standing with himself. A pure gift. He got us out of the mess we’re in and restored us to where he always wanted us to be. And he did it by means of Jesus Christ."
 
[Romans 3:21-24 MSG] 
 
Jesus died for our sins once and for all.  There is nothing to add.
 
 
 
 

Monday, 7 January 2013

Thinking About Easter Already?

I've just popped to Sainsbury's and spotted that they already have hot cross buns in the bakery.  It seems that the moment Christmas ends, Easter - at least in the retail world - begins.  I even remember my brother buying a Creme Egg one year on Boxing Day.
 
This rushing to the next big event usually bothers me: why can't we just enjoy the moment?
 
But this evening, it got me thinking.
 
This weekend, we have celebrated Epiphany and have remembered the visit of the wise men to the baby Jesus. 
 
They brought gifts for Jesus which were symbols of great importance: gold, to reflect and acknowledge His Kingship; frankincense to show His purity and holiness and to reflect His role as a Priest, interceding on our behalf; and myrrh, an oil used to anoint dead bodies and a sign of what would happen to Jesus.
 
I always wonder how Mary and Joseph reacted to these gifts, especially to the myrrh.  They must have known what it was usually used for.
 
They knew that their Son was the Son of God and that He had come to fulfil what had been foretold about bringing peace and restoration to mankind.  But did they know that the way that this peace and restoration would be achieved was through the death of their child?
 
And if they did, would they really want to think of it, so soon after His birth?
 
Whether or not they thought about it, it is the reason that Jesus was born: to reconcile man to God, through His own death on the cross. 
 
 
        "Surely he took up our pain
        and bore our suffering,
        [...] he was pierced for our transgressions,
        he was crushed for our iniquities;
        the punishment that brought us peace was on him,
        and by his wounds we are healed."
 
        [Isaiah 53:4-5 NIV]

 

I am fully aware that Easter eggs and hot cross buns are appearing in supermarkets for financial reasons.  But perhaps, rather than complaining about them, we should use them to remind us what Christmas was all about.
 
Perhaps it's not wrong to turn our attention to Easter so soon after Christmas.  After all, there is no Easter without Christmas.