| As I view the scene, I become moved by both
outrage and gratitude. I look at Jesus. His
face. The crown of thorns. The blood.
His clothes stuck to the wounds on his back. Pilate washes his hands of
the whole affair. Jesus' hands are tied. This is for
me. That I might be free.
That I might have eternal life.
As the journey
begins I ask to be with Jesus. To follow his
journey. I express my love and thanks.
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- Christ Speaks
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- In
Pilate's hands, my other self, I see
my Father's will. Though Pilate is
unjust, he is the lawful governor and
he has power over me. And so the Son
of God obeys. If I can bow to
Pilate's rule because this is my
Father's will, can you refuse
obedience to those whom I place over
you?
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I Reply
My
Jesus, Lord, Obedience cost you your life.
For me it costs an act of will - no more -
and yet how hard it is for me to bend.Remove
the blinders from my eyes that I may see that
it is you whom I obey in all who govern me.
Lord, it is you.
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