Strength in Humility
Embracing God Amidst Humiliation
1. Strength in Silence
19 Then Pilate took Jesus and had him flogged. 2 The soldiers also twisted together a crown of thorns, put it on his head, and clothed him in a purple robe. 3 And they kept coming up to him and saying, “Hail, king of the Jews!” and were slapping his face.
28 We know that all things work together for the good of those who love God, who are called according to his purpose.
2. Power in Perception
4 Pilate went outside again and said to them, “Look, I’m bringing him out to you to let you know I find no grounds for charging him.” 5 Then Jesus came out wearing the crown of thorns and the purple robe. Pilate said to them, “Here is the man!”
6 When the chief priests and the temple servants saw him, they shouted, “Crucify! Crucify!”
Pilate responded, “Take him and crucify him yourselves, since I find no grounds for charging him.”
7 “We have a law,” the Jews replied to him, “and according to that law he ought to die, because he made himself the Son of God.”
8 When Pilate heard this statement, he was more afraid than ever.
3. Authority Amidst Adversity
9 He went back into the headquarters and asked Jesus, “Where are you from?” But Jesus did not give him an answer. 10 So Pilate said to him, “Do you refuse to speak to me? Don’t you know that I have the authority to release you and the authority to crucify you?”
11 “You would have no authority over me at all,” Jesus answered him, “if it hadn’t been given you from above. This is why the one who handed me over to you has the greater sin.”
Suppose any one of us had power over the weather, to make it rain or make it shine, just as we pleased. I think I would not like to be that individual, because I would have people at me from morning to night, tearing me to pieces, one wanting rain and another wanting sunshine. I would rather not have any such power, but if God gave me the control over winds and waves, and clouds and rain—if I had it tonight—the first thing I would do when I reached home would be to go upstairs and say, “Lord, you have given me power over the wind and the rain, but I know that I shall make all manner of mistakes with it. I do not have the understanding to manage these matters; O Lord, graciously tell me what to do.”
If you do like that, is it not much the same thing as if you did not have any power and left it to God altogether? You may have just as much rest as that, and even more, for to be without the power is to be without the responsibility.
Sundar Singh’s Persecution by His Family
Themes: Conversion; Persecution
Sundar Singh was born into a Sikh family and converted to Christ by a vision when [he was] fifteen. He immediately told his family. “Some said I was mad; some that I had dreamed; but, when they saw that I was not to be turned, they began to persecute me. But the persecution was nothing compared with that miserable unrest I had had when I was without Christ; and it was not difficult for me to endure the troubles and persecution which now began” (p. 102).
Soon after, he left home and became a Sadhu. When a little later he returned home,
At first my father refused to see me, or to let me in, because by becoming a Christian, I had dishonoured the family. But after a little while he came out and said: “Very well, you can stay here tonight; but you must get out early in the morning; don’t show me your face again.” I remained silent, and that night he made me sit at a distance that I might not pollute them or their vessels, and then he brought me food, and gave me water to drink by pouring it into my hands from a vessel held high above, as one does to an outcaste.
When I saw this treatment, I could not restrain the tears from flowing from my eyes that my father, who used to love me so much, now hated me as if I was untouchable. In spite of all this, my heart was filled with inexpressible peace. (pp. 108–9)
NB: Years later his father also turned to Christ.
SOURCE: Sundar Singh, With and Without Christ (Cassell, 1929).
