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March 31, 2015 Listening to God:, Presence & Stillness

In the Silence, You Speak {Holy Week: Wednesday}

At the "Wailing Wall,"  what remains of the Western Wall of the Temple Mount

At the "Wailing Wall," what remains of the Western Wall of the Temple Mount

After another packed day Tuesday in Jerusalem in which Jesus confronted religious leaders, taught about the End times , spoke of his death and His return at the second coming, we hear nothing from Scripture about Wednesday.  We can only guess what Jesus and His disciples did that day.  Did they prepare for the Passover?  Did Jesus continue to teach?  My thought is that after the exhaustion of the previous days and before the trying days ahead, they retreated to Bethany to rest.  To pray.  To spend time at the feet of the One who would soon wash their feet.

Today the temple where Jesus spent much of His last week no longer exists.  Pieces of it remain and when you visit Jerusalem no matter the time of day or year, you will see Jews and Christians alike crowded around the wall that remains of the temple.  Some are silent, some celebrating the coming of age of young men, some weeping and rocking back and forth in prayer.  If you look closely in every crack of the stones and littered across the base of the wall, like the delicate wings of birds flapping in the wind, you will see thousands of pieces of paper.  They are names and prayers, placed into the wall, in hopes that God will hear and answer.  This wall is the closest the Jewish people of today can get to the Holy of Holies to pray as they are no longer allowed to pray on the temple mount where the Presence of God once resided.  People from all over the world venture to this place to speak to God.  Sometimes songs rise from the side of the Mount and sometimes the sound of actual cries to God can be heard.  Though the temple does not remain, God is not silent.  In His Word, in the heart of those who seek Him, He speaks...

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March 30, 2015 Listening to God:

You Could Not Hold Me {Holy Week: Tuesday}

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Statue of Peter's denial at Caiphas' House, where Jesus was kept after arrested.

On Monday, Jesus had cleared out the temple and the anger of the Jewish leaders of Jerusalem grew.  Jesus enlisted so many emotions in people that week - adoration, awe, confusion, anger, fear.  Tensions ran high and on Tuesday as Jesus continued to evade the traps of the authorities and look forward to the End in his teachings, one of His own began his descent into betrayal.  Judas negotiated with the Sanhedrin to turn Jesus over for 30 pieces of silver and looked for the right time to make his move.  In just a couple short days, more of His disciples would deny Him and flee.

I have to wonder what was going on in Judas' head and heart that week as he remained with Jesus but knew what he was planning to do.  Was he already regretting his decision but unable to turn back?  Was he full of pride and blinded to the truth?  As one who knew the Lord and walked away in my past (thank God for His loving pursuit of us and endless forgiveness), I know that He was always with me.  Even when I tried to run from Him, I couldn't.  Any of us could be Judas or Peter, betraying, denying.  I'm so thankful for a love that can overcome even the darkest of hearts.  His love is relentless and will never let us go, will always be waiting for us...

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March 28, 2015 Listening to God:

You Tend Your Flock {Holy Week: Monday}

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View of Jerusalem from the Mount of Olives

 

I couldn't help but love Jerusalem when I visited it.  Israel is so much smaller than you imagine when reading the Scriptures, most places an easy drive from another.  But then you enter the Holy City and first glimpse it from the Mount of Olives.  The city is sprawling with people in every corner and the giant Temple Mount dominating the skyline.  The voices rise from her streets in several languages, mixing in a beautiful symphony, and the smells bombard your senses like sweet perfume.  It is simply breathtaking.

On Monday of Jesus' last week on earth He looked over the city that God had chosen so many years before and He wept.  In the city where God's Presence had rested, Kings had reigned and battles had been waged, the people were like a sheep without a shepherd.  Their King stood before them and they missed Him.  They would look Him right in the eye and spit upon Him.  Jesus wept because He did not want one of His children to perish and it broke His heart that some would choose to deny Him, others betray Him and most miss Him altogether.

Remember this Holy Week how deep His love is for His children, like the shepherd for His flock that He lovingly tends each day...

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March 28, 2015 Listening to God:

The Coming King of Zion {Palm Sunday}

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The Mount of Olives overlooking Jerusalem

With Spring comes an expectation, the promise of new life just around the corner.  Flowers push through the ground that has been hard and cold.  Birds stretch their wings, ready to fly again into the warm April air.  I love the way the promise of new life each Spring echoes the season of expectation we feel every Lent, as we contemplate anew the coming of Christ, our King.

As the days have been marching on towards Holy Week, I have found myself thinking back to the moments I spent last Spring in the Holy Land, walking in the very places Jesus walked during the last week of His life.  I haven't felt anything quite as powerful as standing on the Mount of Olives overlooking the city that God chose and loved so dearly.

This Holy Week, I wanted to share some of the images that have been rolling around in my mind and the words on my heart as we contemplate the journey Christ took towards the cross and ready our hearts to celebrate our resurrected King.

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On Sunday Jesus entered Jerusalem, coming from the Mount of Olives into the Holy City.  He entered to the praise of the people, celebrated as a coming King.  In a few short days, very different cries would ring through the city, calling for his crucifixtion.  Today the side of the mountain overlooking Jerusalem is covered with over 150,000 graves.  Jews have been buried on the mountainside for over 3,000 years, believing that when the Messiah comes He will come from the Mount of Olives and the resurrection of the dead will begin there.  

Jesus entered Jerusalem on Palm Sunday, the coming King of Zion.  He came humble and riding on a donkey.  One week later, He would return....victorious over sin and death!

The Coming King of Zion

(Zechariah 9)

The daughters of Zion rejoice

at the sight of You, O King,

coming to us humble and low

within our very reach.

You aren’t like other rulers

who sit on thrones far removed.

You keep company with our children

and sit at our tables.

You speak peace to the nations

and you set the prisoners free.

 

The daughters of Jerusalem shout

at the sight of You, O King,

Coming to us high and lifted up,

appearing over us.

There are none like you

whose arrows go forth like lightning.

You sound the trumpet

and march forth into battle.

You speak salvation to the nations.

and you set Your people free.

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