"He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he did not open his mouth; like a lamb that is led to the slaughter, and like a sheep that before its shearers is silent, so he did not open his mouth" Isaiah 53:7
They are sending you to the cross. But you know that…don’t you. You’re going to go willingly, aren’t you? You only crime was to sit at the table of sinners and eat with them...oh and the whole “I’m God’s Son thing.” You became valuable to them. Your actions will drive them to put you before Pilate and demand your crucifixion…but you know that, don’t you. You will take the place of a known criminal, a murderer. You will hang beside criminals. They will hurl their stones, their insults, their hatred at you, shouting, “Crucify him! Crucify him!” You will take it…won’t you? Doubt there's a chance you'll change your mind? Didn't think so...You will take it. Like a lamb, you will die…so that we may live.
I have laid our palm branches at your feet. But soon I will raise our voices against you. I have listened to your parables. Your stories of what the kingdom of God was like…in turn I deny you because I am afraid. Over the years, I’ve distorted your message to suit my needs, my own agenda. I’ve distorted your story to tell one that puts me above others. I’ve sought after power and riches, forgetting that you told me not to worry for those are things of this world. I’ve broken your commandment to love others as you love me. I come to you shamelessly. I come to you seeking your forgiveness. Forgive me of my sins, for I myself forgive everyone indebted to me. I confess to you…Lamb of God...sweet Lamb of God…forgive me.
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