Thursday, April 05, 2007
i nailed him there-the hammer-
I was in the crowd
The day that Jesus died
And as He hung upon the cross
His mother cried
I saw the crown of thorns He wore
The stripes upon His back
The water and the blood ran out
And then the sky turned black
My mind was filled with anger
My heart was filled with shame
This man brought only healing
Who could bring Him pain
Why does it seem the strong
Always victimize the weak
And suddenly I found myself
Standing to my feet
-chorus-
And I cried,Who nailed Him there?
This child of peace and mercy
Who nailed Him there?
Come and face me like a man
Who nailed Him there?
And the crowd began to mock me
I cried, Oh my God,I do not understand
Then I turned and saw the hammer
In my hand!
I am just a Roman soldier
An ordinary man
I love my wife and children
I do the best I can
How could I have killed Him?I
t must be someone else
There's got to be an answer
I just can't blame myself
-chorus-
I nailed Him there
The child of peace and mercy
I nailed Him there
I am the guilty man
I nailed Him there
With my sins and my transgressions
I cried, Oh my God,Now I understand
When I turned and saw the hammer...
In my hand!
and its the holy week again. it started with palm sunday last week which marked Jesus' triumphant entry into the city. the people welcomed him and cheered as he rode in on the donkey. so amazing how the sentiments changed so drastically within a few days
today is maundy thursday on which we remember the last supper which we now observe with the bread and wine during holy communion. the sequence of events of the nights follows that Jesus went to the garden of gethsemane to pray where he was so anguised that he sweated blood while praying. and from here we have the "not my will but yours" act of obedience to God. Jesus knew full well the pain that was to ensue but he still went. he was betrayed with a kiss and arrested by the people; very gleefully.
and hence follows good friday. Jesus was sent to the various persons of authority in the attempt to "try" him. the crowd was more interested in ensuring he was crucified than the fact that pilate knew him to be inncoent. the crowd won and Christ was exchanged for a murderer. He was flogged so brutally that there possibly was not a shred of skin left on his back. i wonder how he endured everything. the account follows with the walk/stagger down the via dolarosa to calvary. he was nailed to the cross and hung for the world to scorn and mock. at 3 in the afternoon [as we tell time now] he died erasing the sin of all time and the burdened with sorrow of rejection from the Father.
glad the story doesnt end here but 3 days later. so shall this be finished on sunday too. for without it the sory would not be complete.
i love Jesus for dying for me
i know that many times i fall short of what i am supposed to be
but i thank Him for accepting me and loving me
despite me being one who nailed him there
and i love him so much for it:)
and..watch out to see if tmr would rain:)
God has never failed me since i learnt abt this little thing