"CRUCIFY HIM," WE SHOUTED!

Photo by Istvan Markus.
In They Need Someone.Will We Be The One?
http://devotedconversations.com/they-need-someone-will-we-be-the-one/
As we approach Holy Week,
We often marvel,
Marvel at how much Jesus loved us,
Loved us enough to die for us.

We are moved
Contemplating the face of Jesus,
Blood dripping, crowned,
Crowned with thorns;
His body whipped and bleeding.

Veronica's veil, by Claude Mellan(c. 1649).
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holy_Face_of_Jesus

Finally, His body hung,
Hung on a cross with nails,
Nails in his hands and feet.
The final insult of a spear,
A spear thrust through
Thrust through his side, into his heart.

I pray us to continue,
To continue looking at Jesus’ face,
Jesus’ tortured body.
Now, take the risk,
The risk to remove our belief,
Our belief that Jesus was crucified
For our salvation.
Take the risk to suspend our notion
That Jesus’ body is tortured by our sins.

It’s certainly a soothing belief,
Distracting us from the truth,
The horror,
The inexplicable.
Yes, the truth
That none of us like to embrace.

Jesus died,
Jesus died because,
Because WE crucified him;
Not through our meaningless sins,
But because we did not accept Jesus’
Love,
Jesus’ love for all those people
We disdain;
All those people of whom
We are afraid;
All those people from whom
We turn our face and heart.
All those people we kill
In so many clever, ingenious,
Justifiable ways.
All those people we kill
For some good reason.

Think of all those people.
All those people
Whom we despise,
Who disgust us,
Whom we reject,
Whom we tell to get a job,
Whom we hate,
Hate with a passion.

All those people,
All those people at whom we honk our horn.
All those people
From whom we withhold our hand,
Our arms,
Our love,
Our compassionate words,
Our healing,
Our forgiveness,
Our peace.

All those people
Whose culture and beliefs
We have systematically destroyed.
All those people we deem unworthy
To share our heaven.
All those people we send straight,
Straight to hell every day.

Jesus was not a republican nor democrat,
Not even an independent.
Jesus turned water into wine
But not a Libertarian.
Jesus was hardly a centrist.
Not a Christian,
Not even close.
His skin was darker than
Many of us want to acknowledge.

Jesus walked with,
Talked with,
Broke bread with,
Jesus wept with,
Jesus prayed with,
Jesus touched,
Jesus cured,
Those deemed sinners,
People like you and me,
People who did not have it together.

So when we self-righteously
See ourselves as better than those
Who so repulse us,
So frighten us,
Remember,
Remember we are on the verge,
The verge of excluding ourselves
From Jesus’ company,
On the verge of crucifying Jesus
Once again.

To Walk In Another Man's Shoes  By Dormant Yogi
http://spiritualnetworks.com/blog/93031/to-walk-in-another-mans-shoes/


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