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How often do I see my familiar scars and identify with them through a lens of raw emotion regarding yesterday’s wounds? How often do I feel The weight of the wounds I carry and allow their defeat to wash over me again? I run my finger over the scars and remember. I touch the wounds and wish they hadn’t happened. There are days I identify myself by my wounds. Failure. Broken. Unloved. Wrong decisions.

I am Barabbas. Maybe not today or in this particular moment, but it’s a role I am familiar with. Who is Barabbas? He was the guilty one. His crimes many, his heart not right. His history was ugly and scarred.

Are you Judas? I am Judas. Maybe not today or in this moment, but I have been Judas many times in my life and I’m sure I will be at some point again. I sell Jesus out. I don’t sell Him out for silver but nonetheless, I have sold him out. Gossip, anger, emotion, to be right, unforgiveness, bitterness, self righteousness…and when I do, I know. Judas knew….we read the memes that say “Jesus knew and He still washed Judas’ Feet” and that’s awesome.

Ever wonder what would have happened if David had walked away and never fought Goliath? What if Peter had stayed on the boat and not answered the "Saviors" call to be a disciple? What if Moses said he was tired after the 5th plague and went back to the farm? How important is our obedience? How important is it for us to be about the business of the kingdom?