Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you.
I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid. John 14:27
Most caring Lord Jesus, this Scripture has never been more precious, timely, and necessary. No one is more mindful of our needs, and generous with his provisions.
If we were your violin students, you’d say to us, “Put down your toy instrument, and take up my Stradivarius.” If you were teaching us how to cook, you’d say, “Have done with your microwave, and come into my kitchen.” Silly thoughts? Perhaps.
But what isn’t silly is our need for what you so lovingly promise. Not just any garden-variety peace, but your peace. Not the insufficient peace the world dispenses; but the quality and quantity of peace which marks you as the Prince of Peace.
Jesus, our hearts do get troubled as this pandemic continues, and we do experience moments of “afraid-ness.” Some of us have friends and family who are infected. Some of us have lost jobs. Some of us are working with COVID-19 patients every day. You know all this and much more.
We remember you spoke these words to your disciples just before they would enter the greatest loss, fear, and confusion they would ever experience. Within hours you would be taken from them, and nailed to your cross.
Oh holy, glorious, wondrous paradox. By your death, we have life; Satan was crushed, and we are cherished. Death was defeated, the grave robbed, and brokenness broken.
The judgment that brought us peace fell on you. Every sickness, virus, and germ; all dying, mourning, and sighing now have an expiration date. Hallelujah.
As we will soon begin Holy Week 2020, may we boast in your cross, glory in your resurrection, and rest in your peace like never before. So very Amen we pray, in your tender and triumphant name.
