Thoughts From a Young Man: The Silence of the Father


We speak much, as we should, of the silence of Christ before his murders. Have you stopped to think of the silence of the Father? He himself was walking those paths to the cross watching seeing, knowing feeling, the crushing of the soul of His own son. He Yet was silent. The taunts the jeering, the anger, the vileness, the screaming mocking, reviling hate the foaming mouths screaming profanity not at but at God as he took each staggering step not on the weight of that physical cross but under the weight of your sins on his back. The crushing of your souls was the dying of his soul. We bellowing anger at God Himself. Vomiting forth sin by the lungs full. The wickedness of our hearts. Had we at that moment been able to carry the knife would we have jumped in and slit the throat of God? What kept them from it? The staying had on of God and blood lust to see God tortured just a bit more. This was the path to the Cross.

Why was it so? Why did we pronounce curses of death and damnation on God? Indeed, they sure called down heaven upon the bright and glorious radiance of heaven himself. What foolishness. But Why? Oh for a simple reason; truth. His life was such that light was cast about on our wickedness. His words were such that we saw what we were. His love was such that we see the hypocrisy of what we call love. He worked and lived and spoke in such away that what we call worship and service of a holy God was seen to be what it is “arrogant worship of self and men”. This is GOD HIMSELF. The very creator of those whom hurl abuse at him. They didn’t hurl stones for  if they had they would be morally guilty of his death; the Pharisees were smart enough to see to it that the Romans would bear that guilt before their YHWH. These are the potters blaspheming against the potter. The guilty killer standing before the Judge accusing him of the murder for which he is sentenced. Neigh, it is even simpler it. It is the guilty killer standing before the judge accusing him of being human. They crowded the streets abused the Son of God for being God. It is simply insanity; but what other word best describes sin.

What more could God to than reveal truth? What would you expect of the messiah to be other than one whom would forgive sin, one in whom is the authority to heal, one in whom right and duty to call men to worship God in spirit and truth would rest? Would not the Messiah call men to be honest about what they are? Liars, cheaters, hypocrites, perverts, swindlers, lovers of money, champions of immorality, drunkards, idolators. Would the messiah be the messiah if he said all that hogwash which God hates its fine just remember to give your yearly offerings of crippled useless animals? Just be sure to tell God occasionally that he is wrong and your immorality is good. Just be sure to show up each week to a building with a large group of people sing some pretty little songs that have no weight of meaning which proclaim things about yourself and your devotion to God which are not true. Indeed sing songs to me about your love for a God which, as described in your songs, is not me. Come  extol the goodness of vanity and the goodness of those who hate the cross. What ever you do don’t come honestly facing your depravity your sin and your need of God. This is what our churches and people what these days. It is these things which Christ preached against. He didn’t congratulate the self-loving, self-sufficient, arrogant, Pharisee that mocked the genuine prayers of the poor, sinner around the alter from him. Jesus said that man when away rightly judged, and under wrath and Jesus was honest about it. He said the brokenhearted, contrite man went away forgiven, saved, redeemed, blessed of God. It is that man who will see Gates of that heavenly City that is yet to be joined with earth. This why the people hated him, he helped them, in love, see what they were. He told them of the blessed forgiveness that he would purchase. He told them of the helper who lead them in the works of God. He told them of the new heart the new creation of being born from above. They didn’t want it. That was mystical hogwash; they wanted their sin.

Yet in all this the voice of God is silent. He bore their mocking and spoke not a word. His wrath was withheld. This is not a father who hears of a son being mocked at school or even pummeled by the school bully after the fact. This is a father who watches as the principal, leads the teachers and the students in cheering, jeering, mocking, and taunting his son as the police beat, abusive torture and kill him. This is that and more. This is a Father silent as he himself is in agony of separation from his son. No thunder bolts, no split open earth, no lions in a cave, no bears along the path. There is anger, there is fury, there is wrath but there is mercy, there is love, there is righteousness, the very core of his Character. For those who witness this spectacle and the subsequent resurrection and believe, the see their sins upon the Son, The Christ. Oh what a humbling sight. Paul says we have but one life to live and then the judgement. We have but one life in which we look to the cross for life. To come to God for mercy. For those who having eyes do not see and ears yet do not hear, who look not to Him who is high and lifted up as the serpent in the wilderness, there is an abiding anger, a fury yet unknown. A wrath abides, restrained by the gracious forbearance of a Holy Father, who watched silently as his Son was crushed for the sin of those who scorned him.

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