- Religion and Philosophy
Broken Glass/Verre brisé
When I was a young boy, I used to enjoy running around my neighborhood without shoes.
That was before people became too careless to properly dispose of their trash. One afternoon running along our street, and while playing a game of tag, I was running from the last kid to be tagged...
I never saw it until it was too late. The broken, brown bottle was sitting there upright in the street, like a crown of shame.
I landed hard on the ball of my foot, right on top of that mess; and the pain, and the blood, began to flow immediately.
Shame, and Servitude
And the soldiers twisted a crown of thorns and put it on His head, and they put on Him a purple robe. John 19:2 (NKJV)
The soldiers had scourged Jesus just before this shameful act, and this act preceded the coming act where Jesus would be crucified.
His hands, and feet, would be nailed to a cross.
As I waited in the emergency room with blood literally pouring out from my wound, I never considered what Jesus, my Savior endured. In the long hours of waiting to be seen by a doctor, my blood had soaked through two bath towels.
I wonder how much blood my Savior lost?
He never had anyone to attend to His wounds, or to console Him. The agony, the shame, the feeling of being broken, and discarded like an empty bottle.
Our Savior, the suffering Servant; and He would teach us that the kingdom of God belonged to the meek?
To those who would serve, rather than be served. And since I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you ought to wash each other’s feet. John 13:14 (NLT)
Even in His brokenness, Jesus continued to shine. As He was taking upon Himself, all the sins, all the shame, that belonged to man.
Yes, the 'Light of the World' may have had the vessel that held the Light broken, but the flame was never extinguished!
Now, as I think back to my own injury, and recovery; I can empathize with my Savior in His humanity, at least physically.