Reading: Jeremiah 33-36; Psalm 22
Father, I am ruined when I think of what Jesus did for me and every other sinner. Hanging from a Roman cross, he called out to you, and for the first time in all his life he heard only silence in return. Jesus was scorned by mankind, mocked for not taking himself down from the cross. He was poured out like water, and all his bones were out of joint. His heart melted like wax in his chest. His strength dried up, and his tongue stuck to his mouth in thirst. A company of evil encircled him, piercing his hands and feet. His pain was so excruciating he could count all his bones. But he trusted in your deliverance. Though Jesus was rejected by the world, he was not rejected by you. You did not despise him, though you laid on him the sins of the world. No, you raised him up in victory over death, and now he is the righteous Branch from the line of David who continually offers sacrifices before you for all your people! Oh, how great, mysterious, and glorious is your gospel!