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Hail the king

Then the soldiers led him into the courtyard of the palace (that is, the governor’s headquarters); and they called together the whole cohort. And they clothed him in a purple cloak; and after twisting some thorns into a crown, they put it on him. And they began saluting him, “Hail, King of the Jews!” They struck his head with a reed, spat upon him, and knelt down in homage to him. After mocking him, they stripped him of the purple cloak and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him out to crucify him. They compelled a passer-by, who was coming in from the country, to carry his cross; it was Simon of Cyrene, the father of Alexander and Rufus. Then they brought Jesus to the place called Golgotha (which means the place of a skull). And they offered him wine mixed with myrrh; but he did not take it. And they crucified him, and divided his clothes among them, casting lots to decide what each should take. It was nine o’clock in the morning when they crucified him. The inscription of the charge against him read, “The King of the Jews.” And with him they crucified two bandits, one on his right and one on his left. Those who passed by derided him, shaking their heads and saying, “Aha! You who would destroy the temple and build it in three days, save yourself, and come down from the cross!” In the same way the chief priests, along with the scribes, were also mocking him among themselves and saying, “He saved others; he cannot save himself. Let the Messiah, the King of Israel, come down from the cross now, so that we may see and believe.” Those who were crucified with him also taunted him. (Mark 15:16-32, NRSV)

Hail the king, but is this how we treat a king?

Spit on him?

Flog him?

Nail him to a tree?

Hang him half-naked for all the world to see?

But when we don’t bring Him to the forefront of our lives, how are we treating him?

So hail the king and give Him the honor He deserves!

 

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Who are you?

Who are you was a hit song by the Who, and has some interesting lyrics…

I was reminded of this song though today as I read through the gospel passage for the lectionary of today, Luke 8:4-15, the parable of the good soil.

You see “A sower went out to sow his seed; and as he sowed, some fell on the path and was trampled on, and the birds of the air ate it up. Some fell on the rock; and as it grew up, it withered for lack of moisture. Some fell among thorns, and the thorns grew with it and choked it. Some fell into good soil, and when it grew, it produced a hundredfold.” And so I wonder who are you?

Are you the path where you get trampled on or are the birds eating you alive, or are you rock and lack moisture and withering away, are you the thorny ground and feel choked, or are you good soil and are producing????

I think we are all all of these over our life time. We are trampled by others and the world around us and eaten up by those who are there to pick us apart in the ministry we try to do. We lack moisture and wither when we are not really connected to the root and not foundationally rooted in the living God. We are choked out by the thorns of life that try to make us think we are not doing what we need to. Sometimes we are good soil producing a hundredfold and allowing God to work through us.

Who are you? includes the lyrics:

I know there’s a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees

I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still recieve your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?

My heart is like a broken cup I only feel right on my knees… In prayer is where I get it right and live as the good soil. I spit you out like a sewer hole when I live as the path, rocky, or thorny soil and do the things I shouldn’t do when I’m not connected to the root that feeds me. Yet I still receive your kiss – even though I do not deserve you  grace, a relationship with you because of who I am, I still get it. How can any of us measure up after a love such as this…

Who are you? Cause I really wanna know…

 

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