I know, it’s a murderous kinda weekend. Yes, yesterday we remember how our Lord and savior Jesus Christ suffered and died for all humanity on a wooden cross. And yes, thankfully tomorrow we will remember Resurrection Sunday. But let us not get it twisted this was his assignment from the beginning. While Jesus walked on the place we call earth He was fully man and fully God. He knew all along how the story was going to end.
Remember how God let Aaron and Moses both know when they were to be gathered to their people. I especially love how our Father gave Moses and Aaron more than a clue as to when their life on this earth was to end. I especially love how, after their great sin of not trusting God in front of all the people, He gave them more than a clue. You remember when Moses struck the rock twice and Aaron stood with him. You remember, don’t you. When God speaks we ought to listen.
While Jesus walked on the place we call earth He was fully man and fully God. let us not get it twisted. He knew all along how the story was going to end. He knew his days of being separated from the Father were about to end. Since He was there in the beginning He knew how this part of the story was going to end. He had not a doubt our Father would work all things out. They murdered Jesus but they had not the power to kill him. We serve a living savior, that very same Jesus the Bible speaks of.
Yesterday we observed the Friday of His death and tomorrow we remember the Sunday of life.
But today I would like to pause and remember the murderous death of a minister named Martin Luther King, Jr. Martin Luther King, Jr. We all think of his death as an assassination because this is how the media has put a spin on the fatal shooting of this preacher for years. But, the truth of the matter is, it was simply the murder of a minister in Memphis. A preacher whose last sermon revealed, this sinful man had a mountain top experience with God.
For the past several months I’ve been sifting through the records of my life to revel bits of truth as to where I was on this noted murderous day. I remember strolling with my Daddy around a European toy store to meet Teddy for my fifth birthday. But records indicate we attended Vacation Bible School at a Southern Baptist Church in June of nineteen sixty-eight. So, this military brat is thinking we were likely at home in the state of Tennessee by April.
Where were you when they murdered Martin Luther King, Jr a minister?
Born was I in nineteen and sixty-three, the year The Strength to love by Martin Luther King, Jr was first published.
So, I ask you today on this the anniversary of his dying day, who did Martin need God’s strength to love. Who do we as a black community need God’s strength to love. The question is will we do it?
The question which remains is even when it’s a murderous kinda weekend will we learn to love a white man? The question which remains is do you really believe his final words. It is Finished. Do you believe Jesus conquered death with life, his life.
Do you believe in this Jesus kinda justice in this place called hell?
Why ain’t eternity in hell enough justice for you?