Mark Chapter 15

And straightway in the morning the chief priests held a consultation with the elders and scribes and the whole council, and bound Jesus, and carried him away, and delivered him to Pilate.

And Pilate asked him, Art thou the King of the Jews? And he answering said unto them, Thou sayest it.

And the chief priests accused him of many things: but he answered nothing.

And Pilate asked him again, saying, Answerest thou nothing? behold how many things they witness against thee. But Jesus yet answered nothing; so that Pilate marvelled.

Now at that feast he released unto them one prisoner, whomsoever they desired. And there was one named Barabbas, which lay bound with them that had made insurrection with him, who had committed murder in the insurrection. And the multitude crying aloud began to desire him to do as he had ever done unto them. But Pilate answered them, saying, Will ye that I release unto you the King of the Jews?

For he knew that the chief priests had delivered him for envy. But the chief priests moved the people, that he should rather release Barabbas unto them. And Pilate answered and said again unto them, What will ye then that I shall do unto him whom ye call the King of the Jews?

And they cried out again, Crucify him.

Then Pilate said unto them, Why, what evil hath he done? And they cried out the more exceedingly, Crucify him. And so Pilate, willing to content the people, released Barabbas unto them, and delivered Jesus, when he had scourged him, to be crucified.

And the soldiers led him away into the hall, called Praetorium; and they call together the whole band. And they clothed him with purple, and platted a crown of thorns, and put it about his head, And began to salute him, Hail, King of the Jews! And they smote him on the head with a reed, and did spit upon him, and bowing their knees worshipped him. And when they had mocked him, they took off the purple from him, and put his own clothes on him, and led him out to crucify him.

And they compel one Simon a Cyrenian, who passed by, coming out of the country, the father of Alexander and Rufus, to bear his cross. And they bring him unto the place Golgotha, which is, being interpreted, The place of a skull. And they gave him to drink wine mingled with myrrh: but he received it not. And when they had crucified him, they parted his garments, casting lots upon them, what every man should take. And it was the third hour, and they crucified him. And the superscription of his accusation was written over, The King Of The Jews. And with him they crucify two thieves; the one on his right hand, and the other on his left. And the scripture was fulfilled, which saith, And he was numbered with the transgressors.

And they that passed by railed on him, wagging their heads, and saying, Ah, thou that destroyest the temple, and buildest it in three days, Save thyself, and come down from the cross.  Likewise also the chief priests mocking said among themselves with the scribes, He saved others; himself he cannot save. Let Christ the King of Israel descend now from the cross, that we may see and believe. And they that were crucified with him reviled him.

And when the sixth hour was come, there was darkness over the whole land until the ninth hour. And at the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? which is, being interpreted, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? And some of them that stood by, when they heard it, said, Behold, he calleth Elias. And one ran and filled a spunge full of vinegar, and put it on a reed, and gave him to drink, saying, Let alone; let us see whether Elias will come to take him down.

And Jesus cried with a loud voice, and gave up the ghost.

And the veil of the temple was rent in twain from the top to the bottom.

And when the centurion, which stood over against him, saw that he so cried out, and gave up the ghost, he said, Truly this man was the Son of God.

There were also women looking on afar off: among whom was Mary Magdalene, and Mary the mother of James the less and of Joses, and Salome; (Who also, when he was in Galilee, followed him, and ministered unto him;) and many other women which came up with him unto Jerusalem.

And now when the even was come, because it was the preparation, that is, the day before the sabbath, Joseph of Arimathaea, an honourable counsellor, which also waited for the kingdom of God, came, and went in boldly unto Pilate, and craved the body of Jesus.

And Pilate marvelled if he were already dead: and calling unto him the centurion, he asked him whether he had been any while dead. And when he knew it of the centurion, he gave the body to Joseph.

And he bought fine linen, and took him down, and wrapped him in the linen, and laid him in a sepulchre which was hewn out of a rock, and rolled a stone unto the door of the sepulchre. And Mary Magdalene and Mary the mother of Joses beheld where he was laid.

 

Prophecy fulfilled in many ways is displayed in such a few verses.  From the silence of Jesus- Like a lamb led to the slaughter and like a sheep silent before her shearers  Isaiah 53:7

Dividing His clothes for lots, Psalm 22:18

Being buried in a rich man’s tomb Isaiah 53:9

Years ago I had so many accusations thrown at me for many things that weren’t true, and while I tried to defend myself against some of them, others were so unbelievably outrageous I didn’t even dignify those with an answer.  But yet, those who leveled them against me kept on accusing.  To this day I don’t know if others believe those accusations or not, but I know the truth and so does God, so I don’t let it bother me anymore. But it bothered me a whole lot back then for various reasons.  Mostly because the people should have known me well enough not to believe them.

Sometimes it’s useless to answer false accusations, but so often still our human side wants nothing more than to clear our name and use every argument available to justify or answer to false witness.  It hurts and the scars run deep when it comes to accusations, and while those against us don’t compare to what Jesus endured because of them, we can feel some of what He must have been going through during the so called trial.  Even more so, the thought that speaks to me here, is that He knows and feels every unfounded rumor, gossip and falsehood that we have thrown at us.

As Easter quickly approaches, I have found myself looking at the different Passion week experiences that I haven’t usually focused on.

I’ve always found it kind of interesting that when Pilate offers to set Jesus free for the traditional releasing of a ‘criminal’ at the Passover, the crowd of people… not just the pharisees yell all the louder to crucify Him!

Mark makes the point that Pilot perceives the motives of the pharisees, “for envy”, and yet the people had no reason to be envious- after all Jesus had fed so many, healed so many, maybe their family members or friends, had taught truth and wisdom and had shown compassion to the masses, much more so than the pharisees and religious leaders.  Even Pilot seems surprised at their vehemence, as he asks for a second time, and then almost exasperated, Why, what evil hath he done?

It’s amazing how people’s passions can be stirred up when they’re in a crowd isn’t it?  Even when they may believe in something else, but well, I guess God didn’t refer to us as sheep for nothing…   It’s easier for many to go along with a crowd even if it’s going against something they may believe as an individual, and that seems to be as true in our day as it has been throughout history.  Especially when it comes to political or social ‘justice’.

But it’s still kind of surprising and sad that so many who may have witnessed all the things Jesus had done, screaming for His crucifixion.

And so, the one who had not personally witnessed Jesus’ ministering to the people placated those who had- and released a criminal instead of the sinless One.

I am the thorn in your crown
But You love me anyway
I am the sweat from Your brow
But You love me anyway
I am the nail in Your wrist
But You love me anyway
I am Judas’ kiss
But You love me anyway

See now I am the man who yelled out from the crowd
For Your blood to be spilled on this earth shaking ground
Yes then I turned away with a smile on my face
With this sin in my heart, tried to bury Your grace
And then alone in the night I still call out for You
So ashamed of my life, my life, my life

But You love me anyway
Oh God, how You love me


I don’t understand human nature, all I know is that sin abounds in us and we need a savior. I thank God that He has given us salvation from sin- and a promise of the resurrection life.

Have a blessed day all.

 

 

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