"Remember Me..."

"Remember me". 

Oh, how these two words from Jesus, break my heart!  He knew - he knew - that many would forget Him...that I would forget Him...

 “They did not remember His Power…” Psalm 77:42a

Meditating on this Scripture, I purposed in my heart to "intentionally" remember the Cross.  I beseeched my Lord, to reveal Himself to me as my Savior on the Cross.  And He granted me a vision of Jesus...
 

1Corinthians 10:16: "Is not the cup of thanksgiving for which we give thanks a participation in the blood of Christ? And is not the bread that we break a participation in the body of Christ?”

More on Communion...

Doesn't your word tell us that we are to be one with You and one with each other?  Is this not the greatest intimacy - communion - we can desire?  But what does that mean? 

 

How can two separate individuals be one? I cannot experience what another is experiencing! I may be familiar with his pain, trial, or sin. But his experience is unique unto him. But Jesus is intimate with that person’s heart and thoughts. When Jesus, who is one with that person and one with me, desires that I should intercede for him, He shares His intimate knowledge of the other with me, so that I can now experience his suffering as though it were mine. We call this a “burden” - sharing in the suffering of Jesus at the Cross. 

Did He not intimately empathize with our every sin and its consequences when He died on the Cross? Only He can cause one of us to know - and care - for another’s pain. The bridge then, of our separate experiences is Jesus who gives us Empathy - the power to suffer even as the other is suffering. It is not sympathy. It is not sensitivity. It is not emotionalism. It is not sentiment. It is not common decency of caring about another’s suffering. It is experiencing their suffering as if it were our own! This is what Jesus did - this is what He does even today as our High Priest who is always interceding for us.

When I have prayed for one who is oppressed, have I not been oppressed, too? When I pray for another to have eyes to see Jesus as their Savior, do I not suffer trials in my faith, and experience the sense that He is not present with me? He who loves must pray for others even as Christ prayed to the point of watery perspiration being transformed into blood.

Remembering Him is not only reflecting on His work as our Savior.  Remembering Him means to imitate Him in prayer, in sacrifice, in obedience, in deeds - in Divine Love. Oh, Jesus, it is at your Cross that I can see who I am to be for others...

He was hanging on the cross, with His arms spread out. His head was resting on his shoulder - He was too weak to hold his head up...I was there - kneeling at the cross - looking up at Him.  And He was looking down at me.

His eyes - I longed to see His eyes! I sensed that He denied this yearning, because I could not have borne the agony of His love reflected in His eyes. Then, one perfect drop of His blood fell on my fingertip and I placed it to my lips.

Communion!