"He was despised
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a man of suffering
and acquainted with infirmity;
as one from whom others
hide their faces
he was despised,
and we held him of no account."
--Isaiah 53. 3
The journey is almost over.
But not quite.
The soldiers stripped him naked.
It is a moment of utter shame.
The crowd laugh and point.
This naked man
cross-eyed with pain--
blood streaming down his dirty body
is the expected Messiah?
He is totally defenseless.
They leave nothing hidden.
No thing.
We have few pictures of the naked Jesus.
Somehow it seems completely
obscene.
And so we have solved the problem.
We have covered him over with
layer after layer.
Naked no more.
He is now white.
And middle-class.
Successful as the smiling
preachers tell us.
He is Catholic.
Or Methodist.
Or Baptist.
Maybe Episcopalian.
Maybe even Unitarian.
We have decked him
with our politics
and our guns
and our prejudices.
He is an American
and on his tunic
is a tiny American flag.
He hates what we hate.
Covered over with every pagan
myth.
Once in Germany
he was blonde and blue-eyed
Aryan despite what
they said.
The fat preacher, parking his
Mercedes at the door
talks about Jesus' Republicanism
and how he helps us pick
and choose God's candidate.
No wonder so many poor
never come to church
They wouldn't fit with the
nice Jesus and the successful
folk
with the Audis and
the Cadillacs and the Corvettes
and the BMW's out front.
We have smothered him with
our trappings.
Silenced him with our talk
and talk and talk.
But at Station 10 there is no
place to hide.
We cannot cover his nakedness
with our coverings.
Neither can we turn away.
This naked man
exposed and bare
is the Savior
not just us and our kind
not just our nation
not just 2016--
but the Savior of the whole wide world.
We cannot cover him over any longer.
Standing here what we see
is the real Jesus.
--Roger Lovette / rogerlovette.blogspot.com
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