Jacob’s Ladder: The KingApr 5th, 2012 | By Jacob | Category: Church, Editorials
The young girl knew that the king would soon be passing by where he waited at the bottom of the hill.
She had seen the king before. She had been there a few days ago when the king had made his triumphal entry into the city.
The girl had been there when the king had been brought before the court that was not only wanting to impeach the king but also to execute him. She could not believe such rebellion against a king.
She had been there when the governor had tried to release the king because he could see nothing wrong that the king had done. Instead, the crowd cried for the king’s blood.
She saw the crowd coming toward the hill. The king was being forced to carry a cross. She saw the blood dripping from his face where a crown of thorns was implanted into his skull, where a true crown, representing his royalty, that he did not wear should have been.
She saw the stripes on the king’s body. The king who had healed her, the daughter of Jairus, and raised her from the dead would be able to heal people for centuries to come. She recalled the words of the Jewish prophet Isaiah who had written, “By His stripes, ye are healed.”
The next few hours, she saw the king nailed to the cross. She saw him bleed and die. She cried with the others. She felt despair but something deep inside her told her that the king would be back.
A few days later, she heard the news that the king had arisen. King Jesus had arisen and was now King of Kings and Lord of Lords.