It’s Holy Thursday, or if you’re Protestant, Maundy Thursday.
What does that really mean?
In the news today the vultures, er, I mean the media, were asking, “Who’s going to pay?” the families of the victims of the crashed German aircraft.
What a stupid question.
Cash will never replace a loved one. A life is something beyond value.
Which is why today, nearly two thousand years ago, Jesus was betrayed by one of his closest friends, was brutally tortured and executed in the most humiliating manner—one reserved for slaves.
No one asked, who was going to pay.
Instead, the very Son of God, died that way to reopen the connection between God and mankind.
It was Jesus who paid. No civil litigation; no arbitration; just a flat out gift for each and every one of us, paid for with the flesh, blood and last breath of Jesus.
Today let’s focus on the value of what we’ve been given. No greater love than this, but to lay down one’s life for a friend.