Jesus Encounters You
Sermon for Good Friday
Over the course of all the Sundays in Lent, we’ve witnessed Jesus in the context of meaningful encounters with a variety of individuals and human types.
The first Sunday in Lent, we heard the story of Jesus’s encounter with the evil one, who offered him three temptations. Through his victory over the adversary, Jesus overcame the source of all the woes of the human condition into which our first parents, Adam and Eve, had plunged us through their own disobedience to God’s commandment. Jesus obeys where Adam did not; Jesus, unlike Eve, does not parley with the devil but humbly quotes the Holy Scriptures to him, both setting us an example of patient obedience to the Father, and showing us that, if we are baptized in Christ and filled with his Spirit, we are already victorious in him over sin and the devil.
On the second Sunday in Lent, we witnessed Jesus’s encounter with Nicodemus, who represents for us the pious. Like Nicodemus, people often think that leading a moral and outwardly well-ordered life is what is required to be on good terms with God. Jesus teaches Nicodemus that the transformation necessary to attain eternal life with God goes much deeper; it amounts to a total rebirth of the whole person, which no amount of good deeds can accomplish. Jesus teaches that it is only possible through his own work. He is the one who has come to deliver us from ourselves, and he will do this when he is “lifted up,” indicating his Crucifixion.
The third Sunday in Lent showed Jesus’s encounter with a person who in many ways was the opposite of Nicodemus: the woman of Samaria. Unlike Nicodemus, this woman had not lived an exemplary life. But Jesus offers her the same thing he offers Nicodemus: a new and eternal life, the “living water” of his Spirit. Instead of a future-oriented religious hope shared generally with her people and mired in uncertain controversy between Jews and Samaritans, this woman’s hope became immediate, objective, and personal, founded on Jesus himself. She ran back to her city to proclaim the good news.
On the fourth Sunday in Lent, Jesus encountered a man who had been born without the power of sight. This man represents all people who are born under the power of sin. We cannot see to find our way to God. It is less that we have lost our ability to apprehend truth, than that, by the corruption of our nature through sin, that power is not present in us. With the blind man, Jesus both granted him the natural capacity of sight and at the same time bestowed on him the spiritual rebirth that enabled him to apprehend the truth of God in faith and to recognize Jesus as the Messiah and Son of God. By contrast, Jesus’s enemies, the religious intelligentsia, displayed willful blindness, refusing to believe in Jesus despite the miracle performed before their very eyes.
The fifth Sunday in Lent brought us to the last and greatest sign of Jesus’s public ministry: the raising of Lazarus from the dead. When Jesus encountered his dead friend Lazarus, Lazarus arose from death and walked out of his tomb. This sign points, of course, to Jesus’s own resurrection on Easter Day, as well as to the Jewish and Christian hope of the future resurrection of the just. But the resurrection, we see, is not really “general.” It is personal. Lazarus is raised because Jesus knows and loves him, and not even his death can get in the way of that.
Finally, on Palm or Passion Sunday, Jesus encountered the visible powers of this world, which all united against him. The human authorities, both the council of the Jewish elders, and multiple levels of Roman colonial authority, set aside all pretense to law and justice for the greater purpose of crucifying the King of Israel.
But we do not get to simply blame corrupt leaders working in secret for Jesus’s death, because in on the whole thing is the crowd. As Americans, we hold a high view of popular rule; of the wisdom, one might even say the ‘divine right’ of democracy. But what we saw on Palm Sunday is that the crowd both proclaimed Jesus as the anointed one, and then turned on him and demanded his death.
Yes, the Jews killed Jesus. The Romans killed Jesus. Democracy killed Jesus. All have failed to achieve justice and have instead committed the ultimate injustice, the murder of the one and only truly innocent man. God so ordained it that all human institutions—church, state, or society—all the wicked tenants of his vineyard, would be complicit in in the death of his Son.
So, finally, we come to today, Good Friday, as Jesus hangs on the cross. And here we must finally set aside all shifting of blame, and accept the bitter truth that will finally set us free: We killed Jesus. We ourselves, with the works of our hands, the thoughts of our hearts, the words of our mouths, are just as much or more the reason why Jesus died as the Sanhedrin, or that hypocrite Pilate. It is on our account that he hangs suspended between heaven and earth, his life’s blood dripping down, each breath a new torture.
This is a willing sacrifice. Jesus makes himself the atoning sacrifice for our sins. He offers his nailed hands and feet for our own defiled hands and feet that run to do evil. His head is crowned with thorns for the evil thoughts that have ruled our minds. His mouth, that all his life spoke nought but good, cries out in anguish for every careless and cruel word we have ever spoken. His side is pierced for our divided heart and corrupted will.
On the cross, Jesus encounters you. All of you, even and especially those things you want to hide, to overcome, to leave behind, to deny.
We know that confession is cathartic. When we admit these things to ourselves or to others, we find that by naming them we can in a sense distance ourselves from them. But as therapeutic as this can feel, it does not overcome the reality that the evil within us is just as much ours as the good we try to project.
The cross is the end—both the ultimate terrible consequence, and the final gracious conclusion—of our self-delusion. It’s the only thing that tells the whole truth about us and about the world; and it’s the only thing that truly overcomes it.
In all the previous encounters, we can in a sense “see ourselves” in the various characters and human types whom Jesus encounters. But here, on the cross, is what gives all those encounters their power.
By his cross, Jesus makes amends for the human fall into temptation and sin. By his cross, Jesus makes it possible for each of us to be born again from the corruption of our nature to the new life of grace. By his cross, Jesus forgives our distracted and disorderly lives, comforts our lonely hearts, and gives us a new inner life and purpose oriented toward himself. By his cross, Jesus gives us new eyes through which we may see and return the loving gaze of our Creator. By his cross, Jesus ensures the promise of life after death, and overcomes the powers of this present age that are set against him, with nothing but his own self-giving love.
As Christians, we never go beyond the Cross. Yes, there is more to come. The joy of Easter awaits. But the cross is eternal. Jesus is forever the crucified Lord, even in heaven where he now lives and reigns as king, in the glory of the Father, receiving always the praises of saints and angels: the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world; the priest of the new and eternal covenant.
As we conclude our Lenten journey here, at the foot of the cross, we find that we have brought nothing of our own, carried no cross, achieved no victory, besides that he has done for us. All that remains is for us to behold our salvation lifted high, and to worship.
George Herbert wrote a sonnet, “The Holdfast” about this, our ever present struggle to prove ourselves worthy, and the necessity of relying solely on Christ.
I threatened to observe the strict decree
Of my dear God with all my power and might.
But I was told by one, it could not be;
Yet I might trust in God to be my light.
Then will I trust, said I, in him alone.
Nay, ev’n to trust in him, was also his:
We must confess, that nothing is our own.
Then I confess that he my succour is:
But to have nought is ours, not to confess
That we have nought. I stood amaz’d at this,
Much troubled, till I heard a friend express,
That all things were more ours by being his.
What Adam had, and forfeited for all,
Christ keepeth now, who cannot fail or fall.


