MEDITATIONS FROM THE PSALMS

 

 

MEDITATIONS FROM REVELATION

 

April  23 , 2008

Reading:  Revelation 22:1-5

 

“Who Himself bore our sins in His own body on the tree” 1 Peter 2:24

 

The cross upon which Jesus died is referred to in scripture as “the tree.” We all know it was not a tree as we think of it with its roots, branches, twigs and leaves, but it was made from a tree; probably two different trees. The significance of this is that it was because Adam and Eve ate the fruit of the Tree of the Knowledge of good and evil in direct disobedience to God’s command—Genesis 2:17.

The cross is often likened to the Tree of Life, whereas is should be likened to the Tree of the knowledge of good and evil. He who was nailed to the cross was the epitome of Good:

 

“No one is good but one, that is, God” Matt 19:17.

 

 He who is Good became the epitome of evil because He “bore our sins in His own body on the tree.” Not only did He bear our sins but “He made Him who knew no sin to be sin for us” 2 Corinthians 5:21—He actually became sin for us. So, on the same tree Jesus, the Son of God, our Savior, was both good and evil. Jesus knows what it means to be the quintessence of both good and evil.

While it is true that Jesus is the Tree of Life, it is the Tree of the knowledge of good and evil that He represents on the cross. The Tree of Life is better represented in His resurrection. When He raised Lazarus from the dead, Jesus said, “I am the Resurrection and the Life. The cross is where He died; the Tree of the knowledge of good and evil is where man died.  

 

The tree that was felled and prepared as a cross,

Was no different from others in the forest;

It’s life was taken, it suffered great loss,

Upon it was nailed the Father’s Best.

 

The Tree of Life in the Garden of Eden

Was lost to man because of his sin;

But it still grows in God’s new garden,

Awaiting God’s people as they enter in.

 

O, my Redeemer, who hung on the tree,

Whose love is displayed as You carried my shame;

It was not a mistake for You died for me,

As You hung on that tree You uttered my name.

 

I rest in Your shade, my Tree of great branches,

I eat of Your Fruit to nourish my soul;

I lap up Your dew as the Spirit teaches,

I am strong as Your roots dig deep in the soil.

 

The winds may blow but Your strength protects me,

The devil may tempt, but as You can see—

No matter the storms, I will always be

One with my Savior, my Strength and my Tree.

 

I love You, my Savior, for lifting the ban,

For removing the swords of the angels;

I love You for making of me a new man,

Your work on the tree all else it excels.

 

Heavenly Father, I thank You with all of my heart for the cross of Jesus. I thank You that He was willing to die on my behalf and bear my sins and Your wrath against them. Truly, the All-Good One became sin for me, so much so that You turned Your face from Him. That which He could not tolerate to look upon, He became. Oh. such love, such marvellous love. Never was such love shown to and on the behalf of men.

 

 

"What man of you, having a hundred sheep, if he loses one of them, does not leave the ninety-nine in the wilderness, and go after the one which is lost until he finds it? And when he has found it, he lays it on his shoulders, rejoicing"