In remembering Jesus we are to ‘Do this in remembrance of Me’, He said. So, we take a broken piece of unleavened bread and we eat it. Then we sip the juice. That is what we do. The Broken Bread, He is. The poured out blood, He did.
Broken, poured out…He knows this.
And we do too, so I think of words of an old hymn: “Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blessed assurance control, “that Christ has regarded my helpless estate, and He’s shed His own blood for my soul!“Nobody knows the pain and the anguish that is warring inside you or me. But there is One who knows – Jesus.
He knows. And it is true, ‘Christ has regarded – yours and mine, ‘helpless estates’ and He’s shed His own blood for our souls! ‘It is well with my soul.’ Right now, no matter what is going on, ‘It is well, it is well, with my soul when I Remember Him!
In remembering Him, I realize He knows...He walked the Via Dolorosa. Words were written and sung, that we might never forget. Perhaps we need to be reminded again and again:
Down the Via Dolorosa in Jerusalem that day
The soldiers tried to clear the narrow street
But the crowd pressed in to see
A Man condemned to die on Calvary
He was bleeding
from a beating, there were stripes upon His back
And He wore a crown of thorns upon His head
And He bore with every step
The scorn of those who cried out for His death
(chorus)
Down the Via Dolorosa called the way of suffering
Like a lamb came the Messiah, Christ the King,
But He chose to walk that road out of His love
For you and me.
Down the Via Dolorosa, all the way to Calvary.
Por la Via Dolorosa, triste dia en Jerusalem
Los saldados le abrian paso a Jesus
Mas la gente se acercaba
Para ver al que llevaba aquella cruz
Por la Via Dolorosa, que es la via Del dolor
Como oveja vino Cristo, Rey, Señor
Y fue El quien quiso ir por su amor
Por ti y Por mi
Por la Via Dolorosa al Calvario y a morir
The blood that would cleanse the souls of all men
Made its way to the heart of Jerusalem.
Down the Via Dolorosa called the way of suffering
Like a lamb came the Messiah, Christ the King
But He chose to walk that road out of His love
For you and me
Down the Via Dolorosa, all the way to Calvary.
Remembering Him, makes our hearts sing with hymns:”Christ has regarded my helpless estate. And He’s shed His own blood for my soul!” I am encouraged. I am no longer fret-full…
“In returning and rest you shall be saved; In quietness and confidence shall be your strength…”(Is. 30:15).
“And though the Lord gives you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction, Yet your teachers will not be moved into a corner anymore,”(Is. 30:20).“But your eyes shall see your teachers. Your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, “This is the way, walk in it…” (Is. 30: 21).
“It is well with my soul” when I Remember Him! When I remember He has regarded my helpless estate, and He’s shed His own blood for my soul!
I can go on, for He has made me whole! It is well with my soul!