Thank you LORD!

"The fatal suffering of Jesus Christ is one of the most well-established facts of ancient history. Even in today’s modern age of science and technology, there is a virtual consensus among New Testament scholars, both conservative and liberal, that Jesus died on the cross, that He was buried in the tomb of Joseph of Arimathea, and that His death drove His disciples to despair. The best medical minds of ancient and modern times have demonstrated beyond a shadow of a doubt that Christ’s physical trauma was fatal.11

Taking into account today’s medical knowledge, we can reconstruct our Savior’s suffering. His torment begins in the Garden of Gethsemane after the emotional Last Supper. There Jesus experiences a medical condition known as hermatidrosis. Tiny capillaries in His sweat glands rupture, mixing sweat with blood. As a result, Christ’s skin becomes extremely fragile.

The same night, Jesus is betrayed by Judas, disowned by Peter, and arrested by the temple guard. Before Caiaphas the High Priest, Jesus is mocked, spat upon, and beaten. The next morning, Jesus — battered, bruised, and bleeding — is led into the Praetorium. There He is stripped and subjected to the brutality of Roman flogging. A whip replete with razor sharp bones and lead balls reduces His body to “quivering ribbons of bleeding flesh.” As Christ slumps into the pool of His own blood, the soldiers throw a scarlet robe across His shoulders, thrust a scepter into His hands, and press sharp thorns into His scalp.

After the soldiers mock Jesus, they take the scepter out of His hand and repeatedly strike Him on the head. A heavy wooden beam is thrust upon Christ’s bleeding body, now in critical condition, and He is led away to a place called Golgotha. There the Lord experiences ultimate physical torture in the form of the cross. The Roman system of crucifixion had been finely tuned to produce maximum pain. In fact, the word excruciating (literally “out of the cross”) had to be invented to codify its horror.

At “the place of the skull,” the Roman soldiers drive thick seven-inch iron spikes through Christ’s hands and feet. Waves of pain pulsate through His body as the nails lacerate His nerves. Breathing becomes an agonizing endeavor as Christ pushes His tortured body upward to gasp small gulps of air. In the ensuing hours He experiences cycles of joint-wrenching cramps, intermittent asphyxiation, and excruciating pain as His lacerated back moves up and down against the rough timber of the cross.

As the chill of death creeps through His body, Jesus cries out, “‘Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?’ — which means, ‘My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?’” In that anguished cry is encapsulated the greatest agony of all. For on the cross Christ is bearing the sin and suffering of all humanity. Then with His passion complete, Jesus gives up His spirit.

Shortly thereafter a Roman legionnaire drives his spear through the fifth interspace between the ribs, upward through the pericardium and into Christ’s heart. Immediately, there rushes forth blood and water, demonstrating conclusively that Jesus has suffered fatal torment.
In light of all the evidence, to believe that Jesus merely swooned stretches credulity beyond the breaking point. It means that Christ survived six trials, lack of sleep, the scourge, being spiked to a cross, and a spear wound in His side."

–Excerpt from the article, “The F.E.A.T. that demonstrates the Fact of the Resurrection” by Hank Hanegraaff
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So grateful LORD!

Now it was the day of Preparation of the Passover. It was about the sixth hour. He said to the Jews, "Behold your King!" They cried out, "Away with him, away with him, crucify him!" Pilate said to them, "Shall I crucify your King?" The chief priests answered, "We have no king but Caesar." So he delivered him over to them to be crucified.

So they took Jesus, and he went out, bearing his own cross, to the place called The Place of a Skull, which in Aramaic is called Golgotha. There they crucified him, and with him two others, one on either side, and Jesus between them. Pilate also wrote an inscription and put it on the cross. It read, "Jesus of Nazareth, the King of the Jews." Many of the Jews read this inscription, for the place where Jesus was crucified was near the city, and it was written in Aramaic, in Latin, and in Greek. So the chief priests of the Jews said to Pilate, "Do not write, 'The King of the Jews,' but rather, 'This man said, I am King of the Jews.'" Pilate answered, "What I have written I have written." When the soldiers had crucified Jesus, they took his garments and divided them into four parts, one part for each soldier; also his tunic. But the tunic was seamless, woven in one piece from top to bottom, so they said to one another, "Let us not tear it, but cast lots for it to see whose it shall be." This was to fulfill the Scripture which says, "They divided my garments among them, and for my clothing they cast lots."

So the soldiers did these things, but standing by the cross of Jesus were his mother and his mother's sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple whom he loved standing nearby, he said to his mother, "Woman, behold, your son!" Then he said to the disciple, "Behold, your mother!" And from that hour the disciple took her to his own home.

After this, Jesus, knowing that all was now finished, said (to fulfill the Scripture), "I thirst." A jar full of sour wine stood there, so they put a sponge full of the sour wine on a hyssop branch and held it to his mouth. When Jesus had received the sour wine, he said, "It is finished," and he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.

(Joh 19:14-30 ESV)
 

Continuing Family Integration Lessons Learned

Hey friends!

I'll keep using this blog to chronicle CRCC Lessons Learned with respect to Family Integrated worship services.  This is when a church tries to keep families together during worship, regardless of age or stage of life.  You can see previous posts below:

One Body Many Members

Family Integration Intangibles

10 Things for Youth to do at CRCC

Family Integration, Nearly One Year Later

More Lessons Learned, 2014

Today, I'm again reflecting on all we've been through, now for about four years or so, on this wonderful path of attempting to bring families together.  The honeymoon phase has long worn off and tough work has certainly begun.  By the grace of God we are still tracking along, but here are some "in the trenches" lessons:

1.  It's Hard

Introducing such a ministry model to visiting people is a real challenge as most folks aren't used to this anymore.  Overcoming the "yall don't have a youth ministry?" question is not easy.  In fact we do....Parents and Family!  Will they give us time to help them see it?  Sometimes yes, sometimes no.  This can be hard as we love people!

2.  It's Messy

Sometimes noisy, sometimes exhausting for parents, sometimes you just want to sit and not be bothered.  Yep...it can be all that.  Yet Christ calls the children to Himself.  Yet every instance of corporate worship in Scripture included the children.  Yet each child isn't a nuisance; he or she is just as welcome as anyone else!  So if it is messy, it's a worthwhile mess. :)

3.  It's Not Convenient

Oh the temptation to just leave the children at home!! :)  The struggle with the littlest ones!  I know.  My 3 year old is a HANDFUL!  I think one day they'll name a hurricane after her! :)  BUT...is bringing up any child in the fear and admonition of the Lord "convenient?"

4.  It has a way of putting family "on blast"

If something is wrong at home...it shows.  This was one consequence I didn't really see coming.  For example, back to my three year old.  My wife and I are working hard to help her bring her "out of control" inclinations under control at home, and it shows sometimes at church....loudly!  On a more serious note, a church so family-focused can sometimes be guilty of "questioning with good intentions:" 

  • "Hey Sis...where is your husband today?"  "Hey Brother, I haven't seen your teenager in awhile..is everything ok?"  Etc.

Sometimes it's easier to find another church than face those well-intended, brotherly love type questions.  No easy answers here.  May Christ give us love, grace, and wisdom!  And then there is what parents find out about their own children:

  • "Wow, my son/daughter isn't worshipping at all, isn't paying attention, and doesn't at all look interested in the things of God, even at home during family worship. But didn't he/she walk an isle a few years ago?"

5.  It's WORTH IT!

Ha!  You didn't think we were turning back did you?  LOL.  Yes, despite the challenges, we remain committed to this model...because it is the only one we see in Scripture.  God MEANT for families to be together during His worship.  Of course, we'll not speak ill of any church doing it differently; that's between them and our King, and we love them!  But for us, the FRUIT FAR outweighs the pain.

Just this last Sunday, my son's "church grandparents" returned to church after a couple of weeks due to illness.  My son, who is almost two, upon seeing them, did a serious double take and jumped into their laps, there to stay for the duration of the service.  Even at two, he received their ministering love, instruction, and comfort and they received his (the unconditional love of a precious little boy) as Christ was worshipped.  As usual, my wife cried her tears of joy.  My oldest child served at the door as a hostess with "her" church grandmommy, looking forward to it the entire day before, bugging me endlessly about it.  :)

All over the church, fathers and mothers are sitting with, worshipping with, observing, praying with, serving with, and learning with their children.  Singles, seniors, and so-called nuclear families are all ONE family. (Or at least that is the goal!)

And then there is the new interest our parents have taken in their children's education.  There is a surging love of life, born and unborn.  There is a sense of brotherhood and sisterhood beyond any we've experienced....

Oh yes...we'll keep pressing on...by the Grace of Almighty God.

Soli Deo Gloria