2000-04-21 - A Son of Thunder
In our church's Easter play, I am playing the role of James, the Son of Thunder. I have been wondering what he might have thought or felt about Jesus, from the beginning right up until Good Friday. If I were James, here is what I think I would say about myself:
I don't know why, but the second the Master called me, I jumped up and left my dad and the secure family business, to follow Him. That's not like me. I have always been the practical type, with my feet planted firmly on the ground. Dad thought I was crazy. And he was very disappointed, too. He had hoped that I would keep the family business going. But there was something burning in my heart when Jesus spoke to me, something even I could not resist.
But I sure didn't always understand Him. Take the time we were in a little Samaritan village. Those obstinate yokels -- they were so disrespectful. I wanted to use some of the power He gave us, to call down some fire on them. They had it coming! But no, He wouldn't have any of that. Told me no and then gave me one of His mushy "turn the other cheek" lectures. I mean, what's the use of having power if you can't use it?!
But you know, I think He was onto something. I will say this-I do have an inner peace when I follow His teachings. But a lot of good that does me, when He's dead. I don't get that either. We had such fantastic plans. He was supposed to be the victorious King. But they put Him to death. Just like a common criminal. Now what? What do we do? Should I go crawling on my knees, back to Dad? Should I try to carry on the ministry? Was he really telling the truth? If He was really God's Son, why did He die? My head is spinning …
Of course, we know, as Paul Harvey says, "the rest of the story." We know that Jesus is still alive, and that His painful death was necessary in order to procure our salvation. (John 3:16) If you have don't have the security of knowing you are saved, if you have not accepted Jesus as your Savior, and you are interested in that, please write me.