Saturday, October 08, 2016

He Never Pleaded His Case

I was reading Isaiah 53 and was struck by a thought... Jesus never pleaded His case. He never defended His actions. He had every right to. He hadn't done anything to warrant what man said to Him or did to Him. 
I am curious why I feel the need to do that for myself. If I feel I'm wronged or misunderstood, don't I run to defend myself? Don't I find others who can tell me if I'm right in a situation? Don't I lean over to my nearest friend to explain myself? Aren't I completely wrecked when someone thinks ill of me?
In writing this I notice something that stand out. Me. I. Myself. My defensiveness all about protecting my image. Jesus knew that His pride and dignity shouldn't matter to Him in the sight of man. It mattered before God. 
"He was oppressed and afflicted,  yet he did not open his mouth;
he was led like a lamb to the slaughter,  and as a sheep before its shearers is silent, so he did not open his mouth." Isaiah 53:7

I've heard those words many times before. Even sung them! But never in this light. Jesus took on so much for us and never said a word. He could have stared the disciples down so many times and said, "I'm carrying your burdens, healing you, putting up with your stupid ideas and limited perspectives, teaching new things, showing you unlimited love, and yet somehow you are whining about ... what? Seriously!? Give me a break! I gave up my heavenly body and throne to come down here as a human... for you, you ungrateful piece of poop."
He endured our stupidity, our hurtful words, and still chose to die for us. (And I don't think that just because I wasn't physically there at the time Jesus was that my words didn't wound Him.) He chose to endure all of it and never try to come out looking like the hero He is. He loved us too much. 
He didn't plead His case, and more often than not, I shouldn't plead mine. If He thought I was worth it, I don't need to right my image in anyone's sight but His. 

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