I AM BARABBAS
With Easter close by, I decided to
write about a lesson I learned last year from a sermon in church, this lesson
touched me so much and I know it will live with me forever. I might not be able
to say it in the exact words of my Pastor, but this was my take away.
I
AM BARABBAS
It was a bad Friday for the disciples
because their leader was killed.
Oh it was a bad Friday for Mary, the
mother of Jesus to watch her son crucified on the cross…with so much pain…
It was a bad Friday for Jesus’s
followers and friends, those he healed, saved, fed and taught. Am sure it was a bad Friday for those
children that sat at Jesus’ feet to hear about the kingdom of God. “How could someone so good and
innocent die this way?”….
But it was a good Friday for Barabbas,
a prisoner and a murderer, because the people wanted him released, even the
chief priest and the elders persuaded the crowd to ask for Barabbas instead of
Jesus… And there was a switch, Jesus died and
Barabbas was set free, Just as the crowd chose Barabbas to be
free, God chose me to be free…
And there was a switch, Jesus died and
I was set free, Indeed I am Barabbas and it is a good Friday for me.
The life that I now live is not mine,
but Christ living through me, Patiently teaching me as I walk down
the aisle to be more like him….
Wow! Insightful; thank you for sharing
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