The ultimate payment

The Holy Week has passed and many have come back to work looking refreshed from a long holiday. It was a good break for those who have been focusing so much on business and haven’t had time to reflect on the real end of business—God.

I am guilty for taking more time to sleep rather than meditate. And as some sunburns on my friends’ shoulders may attest to their own way of commemoration, I cannot point an accusing finger at anyone for truly, the Holy Week is a prelude to a grand celebration and that is Resurrection Sunday!

Equally if not more important than Christmas is Christ’s Resurrection. This is the foundation of our Christian faith and a proof of our LIVING GOD.

Now, I may sound like making a sermon as part of the residues of Holy Week, but every day is like a walk of struggle, to do what is right. What God expects. Even in business.

Through the unmerited scourging, Jesus became the ultimate sacrifice for our sins, and we were bought by the blood of Christ. For one who abhors violence, I have for a long time remained distant in watching the routinely played movies on Christ’s Passion as an instrument of recollection. Only recently have I taken a closer look at the great pain that we have inflicted upon him.

The lashings he got left more than welts on his body. Both his front and back torso were riddled with ribbons of shredded flesh as hooks and sharp materials at the end of the whips pulled at muscle and sinew.

A cross as heavy as a hundred pounds on a bruised and wounded back was hard to bare. Moreso was the nailing at the cross where only bones held up the body to wood which made even a gasp of breath laborious and torturous. Most painful was the fact that God the Father turned His back on His only son, seeing only our sins on Him.

To be abandoned by your parent is bad enough, to have God even lift His hand away from you is catastrophe. Totally devastating is the fact that Christ endured all this for us and we are not deserving of His grace. But that is it. GRACE. No amount of effort from our end can bring us to the presence of God.

For me, what was more tormenting was the fact that He was God and He had to quell His BEING Godand allow humanity to humiliate HIM. To be nailed on the cross, naked, oh yes, naked! Spat on and mocked. It would take the humility to God to endure that.

The price was so high for a commodity like us. 

All these things have made me reflect to one of the greatest lessons of God, to lead, is to be humble and to serve. To take on the flack when needed, and to stand for what is right even if it bleeds us. That is hard to do but that is what God has endured.

We have been paid for. We have been bought. No MOA needed except the contract in the Book of Life. No cash. But the priceless payment of life.

In our simple way, at our work places, I guess, it wouldn’t hurt if we show a bit of kindness to those who have wronged us by talking and working out solutions together. Then, we can do business as God wants us to, through service.