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Topic: Eternity (03/10/11)
TITLE: I Was There
By Karen Shell
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Rebekah walked quietly through the room carrying a load of fresh laundry to be put away. With only a glance his way she sensed her husband’s frustration. Somehow she always knew when something was troubling him. “I know that look,” she said, prompting him to confide.
“I want people to experience Easter, not just celebrate it,” he told her, without looking up.
“You’re tired tonight. Pray about it, get some sleep and work on it tomorrow. I’m going to bed. Will you be up soon?”
“Sure,” he answered, then leaned forward. “You do understand what I mean, don’t you? I want people to grasp the truth, not just celebrate a holiday once a year.”
“I understand you can reach a lot of people at Easter,” she said with a laugh, then more seriously, “I also know the celebration takes on a deeper meaning when you’ve experienced it for yourself.”
He laid back in his chair, pondering what she said. He began dozing, then a restless sleep took over his thoughts. He heard shouts around him. Suddenly the room was filled with a crowd. Who were these people, he wondered, and why were they in his living room? What were they screaming? He became confused as he tried talking to them, but it was as if he weren’t really there. No one could see him, or hear him. Is this a dream, he wondered? Where am I? That’s when he looked up and saw Him standing at the front of the crowd. He stood still and listened. It made sense now. He understood their cries. Their angry shouts sent a chill up his spine. Did they know what they were doing? Didn’t they know who they were sending to his death? He tried over and over to make someone hear him. They needed to realize they were murdering their own Savior. Their voices became louder as he pleaded with them to stop. “Crucify him,” echoed around him as his own words failed. How can I reach them, he wondered, to tell them this is Jesus Christ, the one who came to bring us eternal life. He tried to pray, “God, let me get through to them.”
“He came for you,” he began screaming, but stopped as he realized what he was saying. He looked up and watched as Pilate struggled with his own decision. Which force would he listen to? Then a wave of shock rushed through his mind as he heard his own voice scream “crucify him; my eternity depends on this man.”
Rev. Lee jumped at the touch of Rebekah’s hand on his arm. His wide-eyed look frightened her for a moment. Then she gently asked, “Did you figure it out?”
“You might say that,” he answered with a weak smile.”
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