Matthew 27:32-44 (Part 1) – So You Think YOU Had a Rough Weekend…

Posted: April 25, 2016 in Gospel of Matthew

Matthew 27:32-44 (Part 1)

Jesus is Led Away to Be Crucified

I know we have rough weekends sometimes where we had so many things to do you seemed to have no time for rest. As I sit here on Monday morning writing this blog, I am just so tired this morning. We had a busy weekend full of activities that has left me wanting more weekend. The weekend began with a party for the staff of the church, full-time staff, part-time staff, and the key volunteers that make up our church’s leadership team. It was a fun time and great time was had by all. Then, Saturday morning, my lazy day, sleep-in, get up and lounge around day, was different this weekend. We had to get up before sunrise. As my wife is the leader of our church’s community outreach/community events team, she had to be at our church-sponsor 5k event in support of Relay for Life. We had to be at the site in downtown Lyman by 7:15 to assist the team that was running the event get things set up before the race began at 8:30. Registration tables had to be set up, event t-shirts set out, food and drinks for the runners had to be set up, memorial signs for survivors of cancer and for those who had passed on because of it, personnel had to be put in place at the various key points in the race and so on. Then, I also participated in the 5k as a walker (not a runner!). By the way, my walking time was 59:39 – not to shabby for an overweight 53 year old man. After the 5k event, we had to load up a table and chairs that had been in storage in our garage and deliver it to my oldest daughter who lives about an hour west of me between Easley, SC and Clemson, SC. After we delivered the table and chairs, we then went out to dinner with my daughter and her husband. Busy day instead of a lazy day on Saturday.

 

Then, Sundays are always busy when you on staff at a church. But this one was a little different. As soon as I got to church at 8:15, prior to our two Sunday church services (9:30am and 11:00am), I discovered from two staff members that had preceded my arrival that half the electrical power in every room of our administrative and education building was down. Some lights and outlets worked and some didn’t. Long story short, as you know power coming into a building has two phases to it and one of the two phases was completely dead. As a result, the power was only half on in the whole building and the HVAC units were not running but the capacitors on all of them were chattering like a thousand birds in a tree because they were not getting enough power to run the machines. After helping another staff member get our children’s ministries extension cords to link to power outlets that were working so that they could have children’s church. Then, between calling an electrical contractor that attends our church and having him evaluate the power situation, we found that the power coming into the church from the street was deficient. Something had happened to the transformer that services our church. Earlier, we had called Duke Energy and finally they came and they figured out what was wrong with the transformer, fixed and were gone within 10 mintures. Bam! Full power restored. Then after church, my wife had a meeting with her community team (with a meal) so we were 2pm getting away from the church. Next up was our small group meeting at 6pm that we had to prepare for. Then, at the small group meeting, we had week two of our sharing of personal salvation stories in this relatively new group. So, for the second week in a row, it was a rather emotionally charged night listening to people’s winding roads to the cross. And by the end of the meeting it was 9pm. Long weekend done. Wiped out. Tired. This morning, I am still tired and littly cranky ‘cause I really didn’t have a weekend. Then I read today’s passage, it all kind of put it in perspective for me.

 

Let’s read the passage together, Matthew 27:32-44:

 

32 As they were going out, they met a man from Cyrene, named Simon, and they forced him to carry the cross. 33 They came to a place called Golgotha (which means “the place of the skull”). 34 There they offered Jesus wine to drink, mixed with gall; but after tasting it, he refused to drink it. 35 When they had crucified him, they divided up his clothes by casting lots. 36 And sitting down, they kept watch over him there. 37 Above his head they placed the written charge against him: this is jesus, the king of the jews.

 

38 Two rebels were crucified with him, one on his right and one on his left. 39 Those who passed by hurled insults at him, shaking their heads 40 and saying, “You who are going to destroy the temple and build it in three days, save yourself! Come down from the cross, if you are the Son of God!” 41 In the same way the chief priests, the teachers of the law and the elders mocked him. 42 “He saved others,” they said, “but he can’t save himself! He’s the king of Israel! Let him come down now from the cross, and we will believe in him. 43 He trusts in God. Let God rescue him now if he wants him, for he said, ‘I am the Son of God.’” 44 In the same way the rebels who were crucified with him also heaped insults on him.

 

Jesus had rough weekend. When I think about the things I had to do this weekend and how tired I am this morning, it pales in comparison to Easter weekend for Jesus. His weekend involved no sleep at all. Physical beatings, insults, degredation, humiliation, and crucifixion. He had a bad weekend. It was rough to say the least. No time for sleep much less anytime for rest. How whiny I get sometimes about my busy-ness. It is shameful to even consider those thoughts when I compare that to Jesus’ Easter weekend. What He endured. And it was just the physical beatings and the crucifixion, it was the verbal abuse. Not only was He being beaten by some, but also He was been insulted by just about everyone He encountered. In His humanness, how desperately alone He must have felt. Some of us have had playground experiences as children where everyone was ridiculing you about something that seemed super important at the time. We typically ran away to get away from it, but here Jesus could not run. He had to hear all these insults and derisions. He was in in excruciating physical pain already from the beating at the hands of the Roman soldiers to the point he was too weak to carry His own cross. To add insult to this injury, everyone was ridiculing Him even as He is nailed to the cross (more blood spilled) and is pulled high into the air and the cross bar is affixed to the permanent post. Up high as he is slowly suffocated to death by his own weight on the cross and dealing with the rips and tears of his flesh from his beating (to the point that he is hardly recognizable), he endures more and more ridicule.

 

I think I had a rough weekend. I think I had a busy weekend. I should be ashamed. My Savior endured the most horrendous weekend an innocent man could ever endure. My Savior endured excruciating physical pain, sleep deprivation, physical beatings to the point that his bones were exposed. He endured suffocation and struggling to breath with a body that was so tired, so beaten, and so weak. He endured extreme physical pain. But He endured great emotional distress from all the ridicule and feeling of isolation. He endured separation from God that He had never experienced before in all eternity. He endured receiving the full wrath of God for sin of all mankind of all time. Jesus had a busy weekend. I just had a lot of things to do. Jesus had a busy weekend for all mankind. He suffered the worst weekend ever for you and for me. Jesus suffered this weekend just so you and I could be reconciled to God. He was willing to put up with all this physical, emotional, and spiritual pain all concentrated into one weekend just for you and for me. He loves us that much. He loves us that much!

 

Anytime we get to feeling sorry for ourselves and how rough we have, think about Jesus. He suffered mightily for us over a weekend. He suffered mightily just so you and I could be made right with God by believing in Him as the Son of God. That kind of puts my weekend of busy-ness into perspective. Now, arise Mark, go to work and live a day of thanksgiving for what Christ has done. You, reader of this blog, get up and do the same. Amen and Amen.

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