In my mind, I have always imagined the streets much wider than they were and all the streets of Jerusalem were crowded, filled with shops, vendors, and merchants of all types. I tried to catch the flavor of this modern marketplace in my photos. I don't know this for sure, but my guess is that ancient Jerusalem was much the same. It was Passover, so the city would have been packed with pilgrims. To think of Jesus carrying the cross after being beaten for nearly a half-mile, uphill, to Golgotha on these narrow streets, filled with people, brings deep sadness to my heart. The physical pain, the public humiliation he suffered, not because he did anything wrong, but because he loved me, brings tears to my eyes.
As we walked these streets and saw the hustle and bustle of activity, I had a deep sense of sadness that most of these people, most of the merchants, most of the locals, and many of the visitors that walk these streets every day completely miss the impact of where they are and the power of what happened here. Although, it does not suprise me. I have Christian friends that have accepted Jesus and don't live thinking about the significance of this event and the part we played in causing this pain and suffering. Knowing WE were the cause of Jesus' pain and suffering, his ultimate death on the cross should change us. Our lives every day should be lived thinking about him walking these streets to his death.
weighed him down. And we thought his troubles were a punishment
from God, a punishment for his own sins! But he was pierced for
our rebellion, crushed for our sins. He was beaten so we could be
whole. He was whipped so we could be healed. All of us, like sheep,
have strayed away. We have left God’s paths to follow our own.
Yet the Lord laid on him the sins of us all. ' Isaiah 53:4-6. https://my.bible.com/bible/116/ISA.53.4-6
1 comment:
I had no idea you had such great shots. Thank you for the time you are putting into these reflections. They have helped me process the journey. I missed a lot being unable to physically go and then when I did was too fatigued to capture things I could have. This is where your blogs have been helpful. I would love to go back someday. Maybe the group can do a reunion trip? Ramona
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