Day Eighty-Two

Read Luke 22:63-71
The rejection Jesus must have felt is heartbreaking. Maybe He had healed some of their own family members, and yet, here they are spitting on Him, slapping Him around. The shame of all the mocking. . . . Thinking on these things reminds me again of the love He truly has for us. This was only the beginning of the suffering we will be studying. The story we know so well is painted again before me today a-fresh.
Beth reminds us that our Lord and Saviour is the “King of the mountain.” I remember that game, too, as a child. No matter if you are on the mountain or down in the valley, He is there. I read one time about mountain climbers and all the enormous amount of stress a person puts their body through just to reach the top. Climbing up, they risk falling and injuring themselves. As they climb, the altitude changes making the air thinner and harder to breathe, therefore, they could possibly even suffer a collapsed lung. Climbers, sometimes lose a finger or toe due to extreme temperatures dropping to frigid levels. Recovery time from the mountain experiences could be difficult, also. Climbing a mountain is very hard work- however, being on the mountain does have some rewards. The view is awesome! The feeling of accomplishment would be felt, but the climber can never stay long- can’t live there, but must either come down and work on climbing another or stay in the valley most of the time. I heard someone say recently that it’s in the valley where we grow and our roots grow deeper.
Beth comments of Jesus being our “Bright and morning star, the Lily of the valley, beloved son of God, the Alpha and Omega, the Prince of peace, King of Kings, and the Lord of Lords!” Who is He right now for you? No matter what mountain you may be facing…”He is the King of the mountain!!!”
When I read of Jesus responses to His taunters, I think about what response I would have probably given: “You touch me again and I’ll call fire down from Heaven!” -or- “I’m telling my Father on you buddy!” He had the power to make them all stop, but He chose to take all the suffering for us. I’m trying really hard not to get ahead, but it’s so hard when I know the rest of the story. I’ll stop here and just say…..He loves you!
Dear Lord, thank you for loving us when we were the ones that hurt you. Thank you for loving us today when we still hurt you or let you down. Remind us today of who you are- our King of every mountain. Wherever our sisters are living or whatever they are facing be near them. Bless them all I pray. Cover them, and help them today see you in everything. Touch them, by once again reaching your hands of mercy out. In Christ Jesus’ name I pray—Amen.
Love all you sweet sisters. Be blessed! And Keep climbing!
Keeping the Faith,
Aimee

3 responses to “Day Eighty-Two

  • Denise

    Thank you once again Aimee, this was awesome. I feel so much strength from my dear King. I have many health challenges that can make it feel at times like I am climbing a mountain. But, my King is climbing with me, He is pushing me on, pouring His strength into me. I thank You mighty King, and I love You. I love You!!

  • Angie

    Aimee—dear little sister–as I sit reading this…what He faced for a wretched soul such as I comes flying to confront me—again. I have read this story many times…heard it preached countless—every single Easter—yet, I am like you…AGAIN—the feeling of gratitude so deep it cannot be expressed washes over my soul.

    My Father…the KING…did it all—for me. And you…and you…and you. I love this bunch of ladies! How I wish we could be in a room! What encouragement!

    Have a blessed weekend girls…and when you sit to read the next two days…have a box of kleenex handy.
    I know. I took this for my tub read last night…I was bawling by the time I got out.

    God is good.
    Love, Angie

  • Gail W.

    Aimee, I love your thought that those who were abusing Christ were possibly among those He had blessed in His ministry. There is always a special kind of hurt when we feel cursed by someone we have helped along the way. I needed this reminder that if it happened to our Lord, we shouldn't think it strange when it happens to us. Belated Happy Birthday, Denise!!! Love you all, ladies!

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