It doesn't make sense.

³⁰When he had received the drink, Jesus said, "It is finished." With that, he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.

John 19:30 (New International Version)

Jesus hangs on a cross.

It doesn't make sense.

His enemy apparently defeated Him.

It doesn't make sense.

There they stand before Him, mocking Him and challenging Him to come down.

It doesn't make sense.

And He does not! Apparently cannot.

It doesn't make sense.


That is their view. Look at what preceded this.

The disciples were bitter.

They probably were angry.

At least they were disappointed.

The Lord Jesus Christ does not do what they want Him to do.

In a confused state of mind, wondering why Jesus does not let them take the sword, they flee while Jesus allows Himself to be taken by the enemy and without resistance went to the death.

Apparently this is not the cry of a victor.

It doesn't make sense.

Many times my life does not make sense...

I can be bitter.

I can be angry.

I can be disappointed.

The Lord Jesus Christ does not do what I want Him to do.

That is Wrong, Totally Wrong.

It is the Start, not the end. It is life, not death.

I can sit at peace tonight.

I can be in absolute peace now, because the Lord said: "It is finished for me. I've done it for you."

It is cry of victory, not defeat on the Adventure of Middle Grove.