The very first thing he did was this: there exist a very
great and worldwide king, he had sheep and they've never been doing fine, is either
one gets missing today or it’s another problem tomorrow. Even though they are
sheep, their behavior is like that of goats. On this faithful day, the king
called all his people together, “all the sheep that are lost must be found and
we have to stop any further missing of sheep” says the king, he then asked, who
will go for this, none answered, the people were giving several excuses , most,
of the fact that they do not know the exact towns or cities or villages the
sheep were.
Okay, since no one wants to go, I guess this will be a king’s
duty, says the king. Then he called the meeting again and made his attention of
going after the sheep known to them, he left his crown there on his throne,
took up a servant’s cloth and embark on the journey to find his lost sheep and
ensure none gets missing again.
Funny, he could have bought new set of sheep and destroy
those ones that are always misbehaving, but he didn’t, he took the pain of
looking and redeeming them back to himself. Same thing your king did, he could
have destroyed the world and create another, but he decided to save the people
in it. Things he did for love.
He came down to the world with nothing, he entered into a nowhere,
he looked like a nobody, and physically there were no traits of royalty. What a
quick transformation, a great king became a lowly servant, we looked down on
him, we punished him, killed him, no honor whatsoever were given to him, that
was bad of us because it was our pains he carried.
He didn’t fail but received the punishment of failures, he
didn’t sin but received the reward of a sinner, he hates none, but all hated
him, he’ll help all but none helped him.
He was not been punished by the father for what he did
wrong, no, it was our sin that did that to him, our sin tore his cloth, our
sins spat on him, our sins flogged him, our sins gave him that sour wine, our
sin finally killed him. Your sin, my sin. Things he did for love.
By his stripes you are made whole; through his bruises we
get healed. He wasn’t stupid, he was in love, he wasn’t enjoying the pain, he
endured for the sake of love, he forgot his kingship, not that he was tired of
royalty. Things he did for love.
He never for once thought of himself, his thought was
basically for your well being, he paid the price of you been a black sheep,
just to turn you white as snow.
All these and still you see nothing and still you feel
nothing, and still he means nothing to you, even still you prefer to be like a
pig whom no matter how cleansed it is now, check back tomorrow and you see dirt
all over, or like a dog who keeps going back to it vomit.
If you think all that were joke, then I’ll plead with you to
wait till that time when the son of man shall come to take his beloved and the
remaining black sheep will have to redeem themselves with their blood, for
those who will be able to bear the pain.
All these and more he did for love…your king…it wasn’t
easy..but it was worth it.
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