In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God’s grace that he lavished on us. With all wisdom and understanding, he made known to us the mystery of his will according to his good pleasure, which he purposed in Christ, to be put into effect when the times reach their fulfilment—to bring unity to all things in heaven and on earth under Christ. Ephesians 1: 7-10
When you cannot see the future or when it frightens you make sure you can see the past. ‘Don’t look back’ is often given as positive advice but it isn’t always the case.
In looking back Paul sees the Passover story but through the filter of the cross.
This is the fulfilment of that.
This is my testimony.
This is my Passover story.
I have a story.
Don’t move on without taking your Exodus with you.
A few days ago in a conversation about some childhood story, I said to my daughter, “Ask your gran, she knows all the details.” I recognised how important it is for the next generation to know the ancient stories.
There are stories that our children and our grandchildren need to hear us say. We don’t need to rewrite our history to make the story more palpable. But we do need to let grace rewrite our story.
You may have a story of a life of work. A story of marriage and family. A story of life containing failings and achievements. Speak it out.
Can you imagine, as Paul is in prison, he sees the mystery of the freedom of his life bought by Christ and out of the overflow of his heart he sees the fulfilment of the ancient Passover? Can you imagine what this does for him in his present reality?
I have a story.
Exodus 12:13. “The blood will be a sign for you on the houses where you are; and when I see the blood, I will pass over you. No destructive plague will touch you when I strike Egypt.”
The story of my Passover. The blood preventing the destroyer. Oh the blood of Jesus!
I needed rescuing and Jesus did it.
The blood is greater than this prison. It is greater than my fearful future. The blood of Jesus overcomes the powers of sin and death, racism and hate. This is my story.