We were waiting for Spring… Yet, it would be a while before the luster of Spring come together. And, before the splendor of it all, tree pollens have already taken their toll. I, for one, have been sneezing a lot, and wondering whether my breathing will get worse.
And this morning, I was pondering upon why we couldn’t have a perfect burst of cherry blossoms without the setback of having allergies, and why the beauty of the Resurrection has to be commemorated along the pains of Via Dolorosa.
Does anyone have an explanation as to why pain and love have to come together? Could we not experience love without any pain? Ultimately, does God need pain in order to demonstrate love?
It is a learning experience once again for me to grapple with the fact that, due to man’s fallenness, love entails sacrifices, and beauty emerges from ashes of sufferings. The holy love of God could not fully be satisfied without the propitiation for sins by Jesus Christ on the old rugged cross. And, unlike pagan propitiation, of which man would offer sacrifices in attempt to appease the divinity; Jesus’s propitiation confirms that man is not able to offer sacrifices that would appease God — God has to become both the subject and the object of the propitiation. The Son of God has to be sacrificed so as to turn away God’s own wrath and holy judgment against man.
Without suffering, there’ll be no glory. Without the divine way of solving the problem of forgiveness of sins, there’ll be no conquering of the evil.
And here we are, wondering why we could not move on, and why many of our hurts would not heal sufficiently. We yearn for a healing, but it would not come without His forgiveness and cleansing. And so we have to deal with our fear of exposure. And so we’ll need to get real with ourselves and God. We’ve got to reach out to the nail-pierced hands of Jesus Christ. Breakthroughs, liberation and healing… It’s a process that requires moral courage, and poses extreme tests on our faith.
Surely, the Spring season ushers in new dynamics of things. However, Spring is not Spring, if we cannot gain perspective with our pains and experience of broken-heartedness. Spring is not Spring, if we couldn’t allow God to break it in completely with us, work it through entirely in us, and declaratively lift up our heads.
With the pain on the cross and the glorious scars on His palms, our Lord Jesus traded all that it would take for our healing and wholeness. Due to the ultimate love He has demonstrated once and for all, we found strength to thrive on our journey. Lord Jesus — the wounded Healer — endures unreasonable pains in order to complete His all-encompassing love for you and me. He’s such a beauty. He’s such a comfort. He’s the Lord of the Spring, even this Spring.
A song by Jennifer Martin: “Your wounds are beautiful” http://globalworship.tumblr.com/post/19967372986/your-wounds-are-beautiful-good-friday-communion