“They…Handed Him Over”
This morning—or this afternoon—or this evening—here you are again and here we are again and here it all is again and so we decide yet again what to do with you, O Lord.
We cannot hand you over or pass you along or wash our hands of you—we must deal with you.
Cause us to see your presence as the miracle of grace that it is; cause us to see you as the gift of love that you are.
Yes, your presence can cause us pain—the kind of pain that comes from seeing ourselves in your bright and revealing light.
But it is worth it, O Lord—it is worth it.
Still, we would hand you over to others so that they can know you and your simultaneously affirming and challenging love, but as we hand you over we keep one hand on you.
“When morning came, all the chief priests and the elders of the people conferred together against Jesus in order to bring about his death. They bound him, led him away, and handed him over to Pilate the governor.”(Matthew 27:1-2)