“Behold, my servants shall eat, but you shall be hungry; behold, my servants shall drink, but you shall be thirsty; behold, my servants shall rejoice, but you shall be put to shame.”
My stomach dropped as I read God’s words here, and I had to sit for a moment to pray through the deep sadness that immediately flooded my spirit. Life’s hard enough as it is. There are so many uncertainties, so many broken relationships, so many unmet expectations, so many lost loved ones, so many failures, so many happy memories buried under the sands of time. And that’s part of why this portrait here is so tragic, because it isn’t just a portrait of some final, future judgment; it’s a portrait of the starvation and shame of life in a fallen world. Yet, even now, Christ’s words sweep through my mind like little gentle breezes on a scorching summer day, and one says, “Come to me, all you who are weary, and I will give you rest,” and another, “I came that they may have life and have it abundantly,” and another, “He who drinks of the water I give will never thirst again.” And they just keep sweeping in.
Friend, because of Christ, we can feast in the face of famine and rejoice in the midst of suffering today.