I Am King, You Say
I Am King, You Say
The ones guilty of Christ death aren’t those in the passage, but those reading it.
Do you remember what happened this week? This week, as he rode into Jerusalem, they put their cloaks before him and took branches from date palms and strew them in his path and said, “Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord. Hosanna to the King of Kings.” And by the end of this week, they would take thorns from those same date palms and create for him a crown of thorns. And these same people would say, “Crucify him.” It is so wrong. Someone is guilty. As we look at this account from John, perhaps we can figure out who is guilty.
(Read John 18:28-40)
Instant pudding was just coming on the market as I was growing up. You mix a little water or milk with that little packet of powder and suddenly you got pudding. Well, for my mother, the great cook, that shortcut was not worthy of her skills. There is no way that she is going to make instant pudding while we were growing up. Pudding is a work of art, right? I mean, the right amount of milk, eggs, and chocolate and boiled for however long it takes to get to the right consistency, and then you put it in the refrigerator and it sets up. And then decorate it with fruit and candies and whipped cream. Now that’s pudding.
I can remember one particular night when my mother took the pudding dessert out of the refrigerator and put it on the table for our family with six kids, and it became obvious that at some point in the afternoon as that pudding was setting up, one of those six kids had created what you could only call a thumb lollipop. I mean, there is a hole in the pudding. My mother says to all six of her children, “Who did that?” And like a junior choir singing in unison, all innocent voices said together “Not me.” ...
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Bryan Chapell is the senior pastor of Grace Presbyterian Church in Peoria, Illinois.