It must be sentimentalism, but I love the idea of a radiant bride coming down the aisle with that thin veil barely holding in her beauty. And then the tender moment comes when the veil is lifted by her groom, and he fully sees her lovely face. Ah....
So it is with amazement that we can see the same kind of thing happening in the middle of the grievous passage where our Lord is nailed up, mocked unmercifully, and left to die (Mark 15:21-41). But here it is - the moment when the veil is lifted. In fact it is permanently removed, torn from top to bottom, as if God got a hold of it and said, "Enough".
This beautifully ornate veil had been in the worship place for untold years, always dividing the people from the Most Holy Place where God was present. A chosen priest would go in once a year to sprinkle blood and atone for sins.
But now our High Priest, Jesus, had shed His own blood, and the veil between us and God is rent and removed. We are free to enter His presence. One day we will see His face!
No comments:
Post a Comment
* Enter your comment and then
* Select the "Comment As" button below the comment.
* Select Name/URL and enter your name.
* You can leave the URL field empty.