The
6th Doctrine of The Salvation Army:

“Jesus hath known many lovers of His
heavenly kingdom, but few bearers of His cross. He hath many desirous of
consolation, but few of tribulation… Many reverence His miracles, few follow
the ignominy of the cross.” —Thomas A Kempis
Today tens of thousands of Christians from the Philippines to
the Andes Mountains to rural Africa will make grueling marches or rugged treks
to atone for their sins through self-flagellation and even crucifixion. They’ll
practice the extreme rituals of flagellation, cutting, wearing crowns of
thorns, bearing crosses, and even crucifixion where dozens will be nailed to
crosses and die, emulating the passion of Christ. Most of these Christians
perform these rituals as a type of penitence to ask forgiveness for the sins
committed over the year for oneself and one’s family. In emulating the last painful
events in the life of Christ, these people feel a closer connection with their
religion and their God; a sense of ease or forgiveness for their sins.
And it’s not only the peasants, the uneducated who practice
such rituals. It’s also enacted in the elevated palatial premises of the
Vatican. It was reported by a nun who looked after Pope John
Paul II , that he practiced self-flagellation, and the sounds of
the whip on his flesh could often be heard from his living quarters.
Some
years ago I read a short article in a British newspaper while in the UK on
business.
A
man entered high-street jewelers with the intent to buy his daughter an Easter
present. He asked the proprietor what he deemed appropriate; thinking a simple
trinket with a bunny might serve the purpose. The attendant immediately brought
out several trays displaying small crosses, some in gold, others in silver and
still more with diamonds or other precious stones.
After
carefully examining the dozens of crosses on offer the man asked, “Is there a
great difference in the price of the empty crosses compared to those with a
little man on them”? Perhaps not a very significant price difference to
the shop’s customer but a costly eternal difference for all of us; the judgment of the world began on that
Friday when Jesus was crucified.
While living in Manhattan my SA work
often brought me into contact with the Rector of St. Bartholomew’s Cathedral
and I recall one of his Easter message statements: “If we allow His cross to become ‘too
every day’, too common and too casual, the day will come that we’ll no longer
carry His”! He urged the congregation to wear a cross, to fix a crucifix near
the home’s exit door, in the office, etc.
General Linda Bond writes in her Easter message: “A familiar
song asks the probing question, ‘Were you there when they crucified my Lord?’
More than 2,000 years later, we have to answer ‘no’ if we are thinking in terms
of time. But let’s go there in our imagination.
In his prayer in the garden of Gethsemane, Jesus confesses, ‘my
soul is deeply grieved to the point of death’ (Mark 14:34 New American Standard
Bible). He sweats drops of blood. His soul is in agony. He is tormented, but
life goes on. The disciples fall asleep. During his arrest, his trial, his
whipping, there is a suffering beyond the physical. The grief of aloneness is
real. Where are his companions? Are they there? Yes, they are, at least they
are in the vicinity. But Judas has orchestrated a betrayal, Peter is denying
any knowledge of him and the other friends can’t be seen for dust.
And for others in Jerusalem, life went on, business as usual.
There was no awareness that beyond their patch, outside the city, the Son of
God was to be crucified. It is the most important day in history but they are
not ‘there’. Even Simon of Cyrene had other plans. He was 'passing by on his
way in from the country' when he was stopped and forced to carry the Cross and ‘be
there’ (Mark 15:21-22 New International Version).
Christ's
substitutionary death on the cross stands at the very heart of salvation truths
and demands my soul, my all. He took our place in suffering the penalty for
sin. The demands of the law against us were fully satisfied by His voluntary
acceptance of our punishment.
A truly blessed experience while serving
as a New York Staff Bandsman was humming the background music as Lt. Colonel
Olof Lundgren sang:
1. Sometimes I see through mists of
bitter tears,
A distant hill on
which a cross appears
And on that cross
where I myself should be,
I see this holy
man of Galilee.
Chorus:
He took my place
His life He freely gave,
Oh! Boundless
love He died my soul to save.
He took my place
upon the cruel tree.
He took the
guilty sinners place, and I am free.
2. I cannot tell why He should love me
so.
Why for my sin
the bitter anguish know.
Why He should
wear a crown of thorns for me,
This, Holy, lowly
man of Galilee.
3. Oh! That my lips might speak His
worthy praise.
And that my hands
might serve Him all my days,
Until at last
through His redeeming grace,
I’ll meet and
greet this Man who took my place.
In a culture where crosses have become
little more than decorative accessories and jewelry, it is easy for us, the
committed Christians we aim to be, to rush through the Easter season without
thoughtfully contemplating the crucifixion of Christ and all that it means.
Dr. Sven Ljungholm
Birkenhead Corps
Dr. Sven Ljungholm
Birkenhead Corps
1 comment:
Does anyone know how I can get the music for the Symn below
Sometimes I see through mists of bitter tears,
A distant hill on which a cross appears
And on that cross where I myself should be,
I see this holy man of Galilee.
Chorus:
He took my place His life He freely gave,
Oh! Boundless love He died my soul to save.
He took my place upon the cruel tree.
He took the guilty sinners place, and I am free.
2. I cannot tell why He should love me so.
Why for my sin the bitter anguish know.
Why He should wear a crown of thorns for me,
This, Holy, lowly man of Galilee.
3. Oh! That my lips might speak His worthy praise.
And that my hands might serve Him all my days,
Until at last through His redeeming grace,
I’ll meet and greet this Man who took my place.
Former Officer of the British Territory. bjl@muskogee007.com
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