I will not win the “Father-of-the-Year” award anytime soon. I am sure that my insensitivity will not surprise many of you but maybe it will serve as a signpost to my younger, ‘new-father’ brothers (a huge, orange, DANGER!!! signpost). Anyway….
There we were, Amy and I, several years ago, enjoying something on TV one evening. Two of our precious boys (at that time they were 4 and 7 or so) were ‘playing' in the living room. When I say playing what I really mean is some form of out of control, spasmatic, pirate/cowboy/tarzan activity that cannot be accomplished with ANY kind of decorum or audio management. Needless to say: THEY WERE LOUD!
Loud children and my peace of mind do not go together very well and so I tend to raise myself to their level by losing control of my own audio management. Around the time of their third transgression I just about lost it.
In the background I heard another ‘thump’ followed by more screaming. “Well I guess the pirates got ol’ Tarzan that time” I thought to myself as I took a deep breath preparing for my own outburst.
My oldest son came stumbling into our room with his hand up on the side of his head and his screams piercing my eardrums. Did I lose it? Understatement of the year!!!
What exactly did this Father-of-the-year wannabe say? Well….
“Ha! What did you think would happen son!?!” I hollered back at him “Stop screaming and take it like a man (Some man hunh?)!”
That’s when he moved his hand. All of a sudden the whole left side of his face was covered in a torrent of bright, red blood! Isn’t it funny how our emotions can change in an instant? I went from 100mph to 0mph is a nano-second.
Eeeeeerrrrrcchh!!
He had jumped from the sofa to the floor (escaping from a monster crocodile or something I am sure) and struck his head on the sharp side of some bookshelves.
His head was SPLIT open! Blood was everywhere (EVERYWHERE!) and I was a changed man.
SPEEDBUMP (added on 05.26.06 to protect against future neck injuries! HT: Blest and svoblogger):
Spencer and I rushed to the emergency room and he was stitched up fine. He was fortunate that he didn't hit any major arteries (although you wouldn't know it by the amount of blood that he shed).
The point that I am trying to make is that when we see blood we know something is very wrong. Bruises, scrapes, or strawberries aren't great but we usually just brush them off. Blood is another thing altogether. It is serious and causes us to begin to think about emergency actions.
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Moms, Dads you know what I mean. Who, when they see drops of blood on the floor, doesn’t get a little panicked? Who, when a child yells out: “so and so’s bleeding!” doesn’t catch their breath and hurry to the scene?
Why is that?
Well it is because blood is an important part of our body and we only have so much of it. Blood is supposed to stay IN the body and when it is running out of it there is something terribly wrong! The Bible tells us that “the blood is the life” (Deuteronomy 12:23). Blood is so crucial that if you run out you die!
Have you thought about that?
Blood has a very special place in the Scriptures. The Bible starts out with an example of the message that blood communicates to us in Genesis 4:10 “And the LORD said, "What have you done? The voice of your brother's blood is crying to me from the ground.” After Cain killed Abel God confronts him with the evidence of Abel’s death: his blood all over the ground. That blood communicated to God that Abel was no longer alive, it cried out to God!
The Bible also demonstrates the tragedy of shed blood when the wicked brothers dip Joseph’s robe in blood to communicate to Jacob that his beloved son was dead: “then they took Joseph's robe and slaughtered a goat and dipped the robe in the blood (Genesis 37:31).”
The first plague on the Egyptian nation during God’s work of deliverance was blood: “Moses and Aaron did as the LORD commanded. In the sight of Pharaoh and in the sight of his servants he lifted up the staff and struck the water in the Nile, and all the water in the Nile turned into blood (Exodus 7:20).”
One of the most telling examples was the sign of the Passover: blood (Exodus 12:13). This verse tells us that “the blood shall be a sign for you, on the houses where you are. And when I see the blood, I will pass over you, and no plague will befall you to destroy you, when I strike the land of Egypt.” The blood was that of a lamb killed, KILLED, as a substitute for the firstborn son.
Blood was the sign that someone/thing had died.
The sign of blood is one that communicates that a terrible thing has occurred. Just like I responded so feverishly when my precious son’s blood was pouring from his body, oughtn’t we respond even more fervently to the entirety of the spilt blood of the very Son of God?
This blood brought us the forgiveness of sins (Matthew 26:28 “for this is my blood of the
covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins.”).
It brought us justification (Romans 5:9 “Since, therefore, we have now been justified by his blood, much more shall we be saved by him from the wrath of God.”).
It brought us near to God (Ephesians 2:13 “But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far off have been brought near by the blood of Christ.”).
It brought us peace (Colossians 1:20 “and through him to reconcile to himself all things, whether on earth or in heaven, making peace by the blood of his cross.”).
It gives us confidence to enter the presence of God (Hebrews 10:19 “Therefore, brothers, since we have confidence to enter the holy places by the blood of Jesus,”).
The blood of Christ is THE evidence of His work, life, death, and promise. Just like the wicked brothers communicated to their father, Jacob, that his beloved son was dead, so Jesus communicates to us, his wicked brothers, that He is the One who died and can bring us to His father (Revelation 19:13 “He is clothed in a robe dipped in blood, and the name by which he is called is The Word of God.”)!
Won’t you look past all of the noise, clamor, and activity that passes for much of our religious life today and look at the blood that was shed for the life of God’s children?
Before you pass it off… look closely… there IS life in that blood!