Psalm 22:7-8, Holman
7 Everyone who sees Me mocks Me; they sneer and shake their heads:
8 “He relies on the Lord; let Him rescue him; let the Lord deliver Him, since He takes pleasure in him.”
By way of a reminder:  we are using Psalm 22 this year in our COMMUNION services and today we will be on verses 7-8.  I also want to remind you that Psalm 22 was written by David 1,000 years before Christ and 600 years before crucifixion became a form of capitol punishment.  I remind you also that Peter refers to David as a PROPHET in Acts 2:30. No one can explain how David described the crucifixion in detail when he had never seen or heard of such a death. There is only one answer: God inspired him.
Of the seven recorded sayings on the cross; the first three reveal that Jesus was concerned with others more than Himself–which to me is incredible. As a matter of fact, Luke records [23:28] Jesus saying to the women, as He was carrying His cross up to Golgotha,
“Daughters of Jerusalem, don’t weep for me, but weep for yourselves and for your children.
Then after being brutally nailed to the cross; Jesus uttered this prayer…
Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do. [Luke 23:34]
Then He gave aid and comfort to the thief…Today you will be with Me in paradise.
Next He said to His Mother, “Woman, behold your Son,” speaking of John. He wanted to make sure His mother was provided for…Amazing.
Absolutely amazing…If I were dying such a death, I would be focused on my pain but even in the torment of a crucifixion, Jesus was thinking of others.
Isaiah said [53:3]…
He was despised and rejected—a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief. We turned our backs on him and looked the other way. He was despised, and we did not care.
Look at Psalm 22:7-8 again…
Everyone who sees me mocks me; they sneer and shake their heads: “He relies on the Lord; let Him rescue him; let the Lord deliver him, since He takes pleasure in him.”
Compare this to Matthew’s account…
39 The people passing by shouted abuse, shaking their heads in mockery. 40 “Look at you now!” they yelled at him. “You said you were going to destroy the Temple and rebuild it in three days. Well then, if you are the Son of God, save yourself and come down from the cross!”
Look at Luke’s account…
5 The crowd watched and the leaders scoffed. “He saved others,” they said, “let him save himself if he is really God’s Messiah, the Chosen One.”
Your heart is probably registering a protest right this moment: I would never spit in Jesus face, beat him with whip, mock or make fun of Him or drive nails in his hands. I know what your heart is saying because mine says the same thing but indifference and apathy caused His death as much as anything. How do we fare when it comes to indifference?
I found this poem at the young age of 20 and I want to share it…
When Jesus Came To My Home Town
When Jesus came to Golgotha, they hanged Him on a tree,
They drove great nails through hands and feet, and made a Calvary;
They crowned Him with a crown of thorns, red were His wounds and deep,
For those were crude and cruel days, and human flesh was cheap.
When Jesus came to my home town, they simply passed Him by.
They would not think of hurting him, or causing Him to die;
For men had grown more tender, and they would not give Him pain,
They simply passed Him by and left Him shivering in the rain.
Still Jesus cried, ‘Forgive them, for they know not what they do, ‘
And still it rained the winter rain that drenched Him through and through;
The crowds went home and left the streets without a soul to see,
And Jesus crouched against a wall, and cried for Calvary.
G. A. Studdert-Kennedy
Ridicule can be brutal but so can indifference. Today as we observe communion, let us be reminded of how much He cared for us so that we may be challenged to care for others for He Himself said…
‘I tell you the truth, when you refused to help the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were refusing to help me.’
I am currently reading the MESSAGE and yesterday I was reading Mark 4 where Mark tells us that JESUS WAS NEVER WITHOUT A STORY WHEN HE SPOKE.
Sometimes I tell too many but I’ve been convicted that I need at least one. This story comes from Max Lucado’s… A GENTLE THUNDER… Hearing God in the storm. A man was in Disney World in Orlando; he was standing outside of Cinderella’s Castle where the kids were waiting on Cinderella to come out and greet them. As he observed this rather large crowd of children and watched them move rapidly toward the beautiful Cinderella, he noticed two children who did not move, they stayed back. One was tall and the other short and he figured they must have been brothers. The little short fellow had a disfigured face. It looked like the scaring caused my some birth defect, surgery or maybe a burn. He knew in his heart why the little boy and his brother did not approach. The child was self-conscious about his appearance and he did not want the beautiful Cinderella to see his ugly face.
The man’s heart felt compassion for the little fellow. He thought to himself, “Wouldn’t it be great if Cinderella went over and spoke kindly to the little boy.” In just a little while Cinderella did look up and she saw the child; she began to move in his direction. He and his brother were entranced by her beauty: they were frozen in their tracks and could not move. Cinderella went up to the child, bent down and spoke kindly to him and then she put her beautiful lips on his disfigured face kissing him gently.
At this moment the man heard God’s gentle thunder. This is what Jesus did for us: He lift the glories of heaven, came to this sin cursed world and spoke kindly to us, then kissing us with the lips of his righteousness.
Of course, are the little lad with the disfigured face. Sin has messed up but Jesus came to heal us, to restore us and that process is in the works.
I put myself in that little fellows shoes for a moment: I am willing to bet that he was so captivated by Cinderella’s beauty that he forgot about his face.