[mark 15:16-20]

[mark 15:16-20]

If you haven’t heard what’s going on in Ukraine, check out this or this news bit (or simply Google for “Ukraine News 2014” – it is all over the internet right now).

Mikhail Gavrilyuk, Ukrainian Cossack

Yesterday everyone was shocked by a brutal video of special ops guys making fun of a guy they captured. One of their own made the video and had the wits to upload it. They captured one of the peaceful protesters, took all his clothes (even though it is about 9 degrees Fahrenheit and snow is on the ground), and after beating him, made him pose for a picture. (The video is here, but it’s not an easy one to watch…)

When they have him that stick or whatever it was to stand and hold it while they pose next to him for pictures, I couldn’t not make the connection with the part of Jesus’ trial.

The soldiers took Jesus into the palace, called Praetorium, and called together the entire brigade. They dressed him up in purple and put a crown plaited from a thornbush on his head. Then they began their mockery: “Bravo, King of the Jews!” They banged on his head with a club, spit on him, and knelt down in mock worship. After they had their fun, they took off the purple cape and put his own clothes back on him. Then they marched out to nail him to the cross.

Mark 15:16-20, MSG

The Soldiers Mock Jesus // William Hole

Whether it was a conversation with God or it was just my tired imagination, a dialogue took place in my mind…

“God, so many people are asking where are you in all of this. What do I tell them? How can I help them understand that you don’t want all this violence? That this is not what you want for us?”

“I am there, with you. Just like that guy you saw. I am in him. I am in all of you, just like you are all in Me.”

“We need your help. We are weak. Yes, that man resembled you just before you were killed… We already have people who are being killed… You died.”

“I rose, also.”

“But you died!…”

“Unless a seed falls into the ground and dies… It will not bring fruit.”

“But what does it mean for Ukraine? Do we have to die, all of us?”

“I have a plan. A good plan. And I am there, amidst all that pain and yells and fires.”

I am relying on His plan. I don’t know what to pray for anymore without feeling like a hypocrite. I don’t know what to do – to take care of myself or be there with the other people, being at risk to be killed.

Unless the seed…

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