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Today is Maundy Thursday, the day before “Good” Friday. Today is the beginning of the biggest event in the Christian calendar – the death, burial and resurrection of my Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ. Below I share my creative thoughts on what may have taken place on this eventful day.
Now that you are back where you rightly belong, back on your throne, seated in heaven on the right hand of your dear Father, how do you feel Jesus, on this fine Maundy Thursday?
Do you ever think back to that time over 2000 years ago? Do you ever recall your time here on the earth and on this day in particular, the run-up to the most awful experience anyone can imagine?
Do you shudder inwardly? Do you sigh with relief? Do you look across at your Father and exchange a mutual look of love and satisfaction? Do you high-five each other with your glances and rejoice inwardly that your perfect plan of salvation was so successfully executed? Do you each reflect on your memories of that day so long ago?
Because of course your memories will differ – you the father in heaven looking down with love and deep compassion for your only son, and you the son looking upwards in your heart to the one with whom you had shared equal status, the one from whom you had never been separated, until the time of this important mission.
Do you ever reflect on that day when you walked your weary way to the upper room to share the final Passover meal with your disciples? Do you recall your thoughts as you made your way to that upper room?
And now, today, on this Maundy Thursday, so many years later, I find myself wondering, exactly what did you think about?
Were you absorbed with the job in hand? Did you contemplate the horror of what you were about to face and experience? Did you feel a mixture of compassion and regret for Judas, who was about to betray you? Did your heart go along with him when he sought out the scribes and Pharisees and agreed to betray you?
Did you reflect on the paltry sum of 30 pieces of silver which had been agreed as the betrayal fund? Did you compare that price to the cost of what you were about to pay for my salvation, for the salvation of the entire world?
Oh my dear precious Saviour did you ever consider that the price was just too high… that you were afraid to pay… or even afraid that you might not have the emotional, mental and physical stamina to bear what you would have to bear, indeed must bear?
And as you sat in that upper room across from the one who would betray you, the one who took part in that symbolic meal, shared the bread and the wine and heard you say how much you had desired to eat it with them before you suffered… yeah even allowed you to wash his filthy feet, as if he were indeed one of your faithful, sorrowful disciples—how did you feel? What were your thoughts?
And as you contemplated the fact that you’d originally come to the Jewish people, your own people, to reveal yourself to them as their long awaited Messiah—indeed, as you considered the unpalatable truth—that they did not recognise you, did not accept you were the One, did not want you to upset the religious apple cart, even hated you and planned to execute you, did your heart grieve? Did it sorrow? Did it flinch from what you’d planned to do, yeah, were born to do?
Did you think: I cannot do this!
Did you then remember you’d already been slain from before the foundation of the world had been laid?
Did you think: My father is depending upon me, the Enemy is scheming against me, and the world is in dire need of me, of my perfect blood sacrifice?
Lord Jesus, I cannot begin to imagine what your thoughts were on that particular day. However, I do believe that whatever your conflicting cogitations, they were soon overpowered by gracious and merciful thoughts, which spilled from a heart filled to bursting with your extravagant, unconditional love.
And today dear Jesus, my dear precious Saviour, as I recall what you did for me, what you willingly suffered on my behalf, I am so grateful. Supremely grateful!
Wishing you all a Happy Easter!
Carol (aka Lady Cee)
Author of: Petitions From My Heart
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