Water is a powerful thing. Without it nothing lives; to much of it, everything dies. Water baptizes into life and drowns unto death.
Blood is a power thing. The soul is in the blood, it’s our life. Without blood and water there is no soul. It was blood and water that poured from the crucified Christ’s pierced heart, the well of salvation. It is written, “there is no remission of sin without the shedding of blood.”
Sin is a powerful thing. It’s a capital offense and a death sentence hanging over all of our heads. It is written, “the wages of sin is death,” i.e., we earn our death, we can’t earn our life.
Death is a powerful thing. It’s the cost of sin, and it must be paid. Sin absolutely requires death as blood requires water. Death is an awful debt to owe, but we all do. Justice demands death.
The cross is a powerful thing. It’s a cursed tree, a torture stake of a cruel death most certain, which is the price of sin. The cross is the payment for all sin — blood for blood, life for life — the pouring out of Christ’s own blood and life, of God’s own earthly soul for you and me. The law was fulfilled on the cross.
The tomb is a powerful thing. Its sting was removed when the resurrected Christ carefully folded His death face napkins and laid them aside separate from His linen death wrappings, and walked for the tomb alive.
Salvation is a powerful thing. Christ’s defeat of sin and death is a gift of God. Yes, a gift; not a reward, not a wage, lest we could boast, but a free gift to be accepted, enjoyed and be grateful for. We either accept it or not. We either have it or we don’t. It’s a gift of eternal consequence — powerful.
Thank sovereign God for His mercy and grace, for the love and light of Jesus Christ, without which we are like a blind naked man in a dark cave groping for an exit that doesn’t exist.
The Passover and Resurrection season is a powerful thing. It is the heart and soul, the essence of Christianity. It is the time of gratitude for the unsurpassed peace and joy of Yeshua Ha Messiach — the Gospel of God — pure grace and power.
William Van Amber Fields