Against most parent’s better judgement, our family last night viewed Risen. It’s the story of the roman military tribune, Clavius, during and after the crucifixion of Christ. Clavius must find the body of Jesus and ultimately wrestles with what he discovers.
Although not completely biblically accurate, it spurred some education and discussion on doubt with my kids. What do you do with doubt? My husband and I asked the kids do you believe in Jesus or do you believe because we do? We went on to discuss, that today we have no evidence, no burst ropes, no first hand accounts and no risen Christ to see. Why do we believe?
It was our consensus as a family, Clavius would never have believed if he had not seen evidence. So why do we believe? My son, said he believed because of prayer. His prayer life has given him confirmation even when the answer is sometimes no. Kylie, struggled a bit more, but circled around to state that she believes we are created beings and that the story that we need a savior makes sense to her.
What evidence do you cling to? Because there is knowledge of Christ and then there is faith. The difference being faith changes how you live. For me-that is my evidence. I see how Christ changes others and how he has changed me. When I reflect on what Jesus did for me-it breaks me. Truth has a way of settling in and shattering lies when we take a minute to reflect on it.
There is a story that really brings this home for me. It is a small part of a tapestry of stories we hear of all to much any more from classroom shootings, Brussels or the Ivory Coast just this week!
A young woman huddles on the floor. Minutes earlier, she was facing forward in her classroom, ready for another mundane class, fulfilling a requirement for her nursing degree. Now terrified, she questions if she will survive.
A gunman has entered the classroom and begun shooting. Questioning some, “ Are you a Christian?” If yes-they are shot. As she cowers on the floor, she feels something warm. She looks down to see crimson. She is covered in her classmates blood. He lies there motionless. Processing the horror around her, the gunman comes closer and it occurs to her, “I must play dead.” Holding her breath, evil saunters by, seeing her paralyzed body covered in blood-his blood, she is spared her death sentence.
Graphic indeed. It is sobering to me, that his blood saved her.
It is sobering and heartbreaking to know, His blood saved me.
Christ spilled his blood and spared me from my own eternal death sentence.
As I reflect on the graphic outpouring of what Christ did for me, I know too that I’m covered in a crimson gift. I have been been rescued and afforded life! I Peter 1: 18-19 (message translation) says it best.
“Our life is a journey you must travel with a deep consciousness of God. It cost God plenty to get you out of that dead-end, empty-headed life you grew up in. He paid with Christ’s sacred blood, you know. He died like an unblemished, sacrificial lamb. And this was no afterthought. Even though it has only lately—at the end of the ages—become public knowledge, God always knew he was going to do this for you. It’s because of this sacrificed Messiah, whom God then raised from the dead and glorified, that you trust God, that you know you have a future in God.”
In Egypt, a dramatic foreshadowing of the cross took place. The Israelite’s were instructed to paint their doorposts with the blood of a lamb so that they would be spared from the last plague that would threaten Egypt in their plea to be set free. Hovered in their homes in the darkness of night, the angel of death passed through sparing the firstborn of those that applied the blood.
As the hymn says,
There is power, power, wonder working power
In the blood of the Lamb.
There is power, power. wonder working power
In the precious blood of the Lamb.
I challenge you to meditate on what Christ demonstrated on Calvary. Spend a few minutes and study what Christ’s blood accomplished for us. For He has covered you with His crimson gift. Contemplate what that gift really means to you. Apply His blood to the doorposts of your heart. Let your head knowledge become heart knowledge and you will see evidence of Christ that will give you confidence in your belief.
Blessings to you this Easter, as you reflect on Christ may you be broken and forever changed.
“Christ was treated as we deserve, that we might be treated as He deserves. He was condemned for our sins, in which He had no share, that we might be justified by His righteousness, in which we had no share. He suffered the death which was ours, that we might receive the life which was His.” –Desire of Ages, 25