My older children and I stayed up last night to watch The Passion for the first time … so, what a surprise to check Karen’s blog this morning and find this post. Excellent comments–especially in regards to how a believer should respond to being “bought with a price.” (It isn’t quite what one might think.)
On the film itself, I wasn’t sure what to expect, after reading everything from glowing accolades to critical shreddings. Yes, there was much of Mel Gibson’s Catholicism and quite a bit of emphasis on Mary (which actually didn’t bother me), and little embellishments that probably weren’t necessary … but it was very effective as a forcibly visual reminder of the Messiah’s sufferings on our behalf. As I was watching, I found myself wondering, How could He bear it? How could God the Father bear watching His Son be mocked, spit upon, beaten, reviled, and finally executed in the most excruciating way known to mankind at the time? And how could Yeshua (I love how they used the Hebrew form of His name) ask forgiveness for those who did all this to Him? Only one answer came to me: Love. It was His great love for us, and His determination to sacrifice Himself for all our offense against the Creator of the Universe.
That alone was enough to move me to tears … and to give me a fresh determination of my own to “walk worthy of [my] calling.”