His Journey

I spent the weekend in the quiet wilderness that is Waupaca, Wisconsin. I awoke Sunday morning with an awareness that it was Palm Sunday. With the Lenten season entering into its last days, I wrapped myself in a blanket, sat in a rocking chair on the porch and opened my Bible to John 12. I began reading about the beginning of Passover, with the songs of birds in the background.

Reminded of the weight that this week brings, my desire is to position my heart, mind and soul to be open and receptive. I am reflecting on the honest words of how His “soul was greatly distressed,” and I am taking into account the humanness behind the heart that was being engulfed by the Holy.

I once heard a pastor say that those who witnessed the very life of Jesus struggled to know that He was (and is) fully God, while today we struggle with knowing He was fully human. It is in this struggle that I sit in the silence of who He is today, and what the journey of Passover means.

Jesus, the God-man who served until He could tangibly serve no more, began this journey many years ago, and I believe that journey should never stop being acknowledged in our hearts as His followers. It was this journey to the cross that would change everything. Where grace entered in, screaming, bleeding, dying to be known.

Today, I remember that He said, “I tell you the solemn truth, unless a kernel of wheat falls into the ground and dies, it remains by itself alone. But if it dies, it produces much grain.” He knew that His life and this journey was to reveal and bring more closer to the heart of God. And even though He knew the shame that was to come, He still put another foot forward.

He knew and we should, too.


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