JESUS crowned with glory and honor

Jesus, crowned with glory and honor

because of the suffering of death..Hebrews2:9esv

A function of ancient Roman religion: the augur was the priest who determined the will of the gods by performing a divining ritual involving reading and interpreting the flight, behavior and movements of birds (ravens, crows, eagles, vultures), ie, “taking the auspices”. It was through birds that Jupiter’s will was interpreted. The birds were regarded as Jupiter’s messengers. The augur determined whether the gods approved military and political acts. He also marked sacred areas (templa).

From one history site: “It will be seen from what has been said that the Roman state was a species of theocracy, that the gods were its rulers, and that it was by means of the auspices that they intimated their will to the representatives of the people, that is, the magistrates. It follows from this, as has already been remarked, that no public act could be performed without consulting the auspices, no election could be held, no law passed, no war waged; for a neglect of the auspices would have been equivalent to a declaration that the gods had ceased to rule the Roman state.”

The president: inaugurated leader of a temporary wicked kingdom of this world.

Lord Jesus Christ: Crowned King of the eternal holy Kingdom of God.

Lord Jesus! Crowned with glory and honor!
Joyfully confirm the affection and Kingdom allegiance of your hearts, saints!

The Least of These, Our Brothers

Matthew 25:31-40. Though the words of Jesus (of course) also refer to those who are already our brothers now, these prayers refer to those who, through our Gospel labor and witness, will become our brothers when they are transferred by God the Father into the Kingdom of His beloved Son.

For I was hungry and you gave Me something to eat…
I love You Lord Jesus and I love Your little ones, my brothers. Let me feed them with the Bread of Your Life; Your Word.

I was thirsty, and you gave Me drink…
I love You Lord Jesus and I love Your little ones, my brothers. Let me give them a cup of the rivers of Your living water to drink; Your Spirit.

I was a stranger and you invited Me in…
I love You Lord Jesus and I love Your little ones, my brothers. Let me invite those who are yet estranged and far from you, in to Your Kingdom, that You may draw them near to You to become Your intimate friends.

naked and you clothed Me…
I love You Lord Jesus and I love Your little ones, my brothers. Let me bring (speak of) the clean robe of Your Righteousness that they may be covered by You, and ashamed no more.

I was sick and you visited Me…
I love You Lord Jesus and I love Your little ones, my brothers. Let me visit them and bring them the healing balm of your love, hope, mercy and grace.

I was in prison, and you came to Me.
I love You Lord Jesus and I love your little ones, my brothers. Let me go to your little ones who are in the bondage of sin, death, guilt, shame and condemnation and bring them the Gospel of forgiveness, deliverance, freedom and Life in You.

Lord Jesus we love You and all Your other little ones, “the least of these”; all our brothers and sisters. Help us love them and care for them because we love You. Let us love them and care for them because You love them, and they love You. Thank You, our Shepherd and King, for your faithfulness to bring all of Your little ones, the least of these brothers of Yours, into Your safe and loving sheep fold.

Christ our King

When Obama walked out to greet his people on Tuesday night, it just looked different from any acceptance speech I had seen before. It was not a “yea, we won” scene, or a “let’s party!” scene. It was romantic and emotional, with an ethereal glow. It looked like Camelot. No, it looked like the climactic scene in Return of the King, where Aragorn comes into his kingdom, crowned and received with overwhelming joy by adoring subjects. We all know what that was supposed to symbolize.

As I watched this election night scene: hushed reverence, tear streaked faces, starry eyes and hands raised up, I could not help but notice the comparison and contrast. Yes, it looked like a picture and a shadow of what will be. But this near worshipful scene involving a man was nothing compared to what it will be like when we are gathered and brought before our King, Jesus, to celebrate His victory and Kingdom.

O LORD of hosts, my King and my God! Ps.84:3.

Hallelujah! Salvation and glory and power belong to our God…Rev.19:1.