Dear FUMC Family,
It has been a week at FUMC. Today, the week has slowed to pause to remember Jesus' death on the Cross. The magnitude of Christ's act for our salvation,atonement of our sins, and our redemption is a rolled into one word, "Love".
After reading about the soldiers dividing up Jesus’ clothing and the humiliation that accompanied being bruised, beaten, naked, and mocked in front of the masses, I read an excerpt from The Hiding Place by Corrie Ten Boom. Corrie and her sister Betsie suffered in a concentration camp during World War II. Corrie lived to write about the experience and God’s presence in it:
"Life in Ravensbruck took place on two separate levels, mutually impossible. One, the observable, external life, grew every day more horrible. The other, the life we lived with God, grew daily better, truth upon truth, glory upon glory. "Sometimes I would slip the Bible from its little (sack) with hands that shook, so mysterious had it become to me. It was new; it had just been written. I marveled sometimes that the ink was dry...I had read a thousand times the story of Jesus' arrest--how soldiers had slapped Him, laughed at Him, flogged Him. Now such happenings had faces and voices. "Fridays--the recurrent humiliation of medical inspection. The hospital corridor in which we waited was unheated and a fall chill had settled into the walls. Still we were forbidden even to wrap ourselves in our own arms, but had to maintain our erect, hands-at-sides position as we filed slowly past a phalanx of grinning guards.
"How there could have been any pleasure in the sight of these stick-thin legs and hunger-bloated stomachs I could not imagine. Surely there is no more wretched sight than the human body unloved and uncared for. "Nor could I see the necessity for the complete undressing: when we finally reached the examining room a doctor looked down each throat, another--a dentist presumably--at our teeth, a third in between each finger. And that was all. We trooped again down the long, cold corridor and picked up our X-marked dresses at the door. "But it was one of these mornings while we were waiting, shivering in the corridor, that yet another page in the Bible leapt into life for me. "He hung naked on the cross. "...The paintings, the carved crucifixes showed at least a scrap of cloth. But this, I suddenly knew, was the respect and reverence of the artist. But oh--at the time itself, on that other Friday morning--there had been no reverence. No more than I saw in the faces around us now. "'Betsie, they took His clothes too.' "'Ahead of me I heard a little gasp. 'Oh, Corrie. And I never thanked Him…' The Hiding Place, Corrie Ten Boom
He hung on a cross. Voluntarily, He hung. With all my embarrassment, my shame, my nakedness, my failure, my sin; He hung. With all the power in the world to lower Himself and wipe out the mockers, He hung. Today, on Good Friday, I am struck that there was no reverence, no respect, no understanding that a bigger plan was in motion. There was chaos, devalued life, and nakedness.
Yet, Jesus wasn’t a victim of cruel, hardened soldiers and an angry people group, He was still the Almighty God with a plan. Easter's coming!!
Remember the Easter Egg Hunt Saturday Morning at 10: 00 a.m. at at the Razaq's Farm, 712 Sugar Hill Road, Texarkana, Arkansas. We are so grateful to the Razaq's for hosting this event yearly! If you are not attending please prayer for the families and volunteers who will be attend.
KIDZ@FIRST Easter Presentation "NO MATTER WHAT!" will be presented on Sunday April 21 at 9:30 a.m. in the Cabe Center. The play was written by Shelby Brown and the children and adult volunteers have worked hard on the performance for weeks. You will be so blessed by the Children's telling of the Easter message.
Worship at 10:30 a.m... It will be a service of Resurrection joy of music and proclamation of God's Word!!!
God is faithful!
Don't just come to church, Be the Church!!!!
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