HE TASTED DEATH!

HE TASTED DEATH!

Heb 2:9-15

9 But we see Jesus, who was made a little lower than the angels for the suffering of death, crowned with glory and honour; that he by the grace of God should taste death for every man.

10 For it became him, for whom are all things, and by whom are all things, in bringing many sons unto glory, to make the captain of their salvation perfect through sufferings.

11 For both he that sanctifieth and they who are sanctified are all of one: for which cause he is not ashamed to call them brethren,

12 Saying, I will declare thy name unto my brethren, in the midst of the church will I sing praise unto thee.

13 And again, I will put my trust in him. And again, Behold I and the children which God hath given me.

14 Forasmuch then as the children are partakers of flesh and blood, he also himself likewise took part of the same; that through death he might destroy him that had the power of death, that is, the devil;

15 And deliver them who through fear of death were all their lifetime subject to bondage.

          Where was Jesus on this Holy Saturday? I checked the scholars and learned only that the less they know the more they write. The Scriptures themselves gives us clues as to where He was and what He was doing. First we know that he descended into the lowest hell (Ephesians 4:9,10). We also know that he preached liberty to the captives (1 Peter 3:18,19). What was the topic of Christ’s preaching while in hell? To those in Abraham’s bosom it was that they would soon be moving on up. Christ was the firstfruits of them that slept but he would soon lead captivity captive. To the rebellious he confirmed that hell was about to enlarge itself (Isaiah 5:14). From Satan He snatched away the keys of Hell and Death (Revelation 1:18).

          Jesus was not resting in peaceful sleep. It was a busy Saturday for Him. He was destroying the power of death. He was bringing about deliverance and removing fear from those who all their lifetime had been made subject to its bondage.

Low in the grave he lay … Jesus my Savior.

Waiting the coming day … Jesus my Lord.

Death cannot keep her pray … Jesus my Savior.

He tore the bars away … Jesus my Lord.

Up from the grave He arose …

With a mighty triumph o’er his foes.

He arose a victor from the dark domain,

And he lives forever with the saints to reign!

He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose!

Oh Dear Lord, come quickly and lead your captives away. AMEN