Bedtime for me was always the worst time of day. I knew that all the cool things happened after I went to bed. But, bedtime always came and the routine was always the same. Mom would tuck me in and then we prayed, “ Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take.”
And so, just like mothers have been doing forever, Jesus’ mother would settle her son in his bed and begin as her mother had done before her. “Repeat after me,” she would say: “Into Your hands, I commit My Spirit.”
You could hear the affection in her voice:
Jesus: “Yes, Mom.”
Mary: “You know He loves You, right?”
Mary: “Your Father, and that Your life is safe in His hands?”
Jesus: “Yes, Mom, I know.”
Fast forward to the now 33 “year” old man with the name “Jehovah” whose mother is looking upon His broken body, hearing His first words become His last.
Luke 2:44-49 It was now about the sixth hour, and darkness fell over the whole land until the ninth hour, because the sun was obscured; and the veil of the temple was torn in two. And Jesus, crying out with a loud voice, said, “Father, into Your hands I commit My spirit.” Having said this, He breathed His last. Now when the centurion saw what had happened, he began praising God, saying, “Certainly this man was innocent.” And all the crowds who came together for this spectacle, when they observed what had happened, began to return, beating their breasts. And all His acquaintances and the women who accompanied Him from Galilee were standing at a distance, seeing these things.
Here is Jesus, His body broken, His life almost gone, having taken on the sins of the world, displaying His in conquerable trust in His Father’s providential care.
Oh, that we might all pass from this life with that same confidence in our Father God.
“No man can die well unless he has lived well, and no man can live well unless he is prepared to die well.” I look to these words for insight, words I have heard from my earliest memories.
“Father, into Your hands I commit My spirit.”
There are perhaps no greater words spoken regarding the journey of life to death.
For Jesus, these words revealed truth. They were not a death bed confession, but the testimony of how His life had been lived.
These words were not His own, but those passed down from fathers centuries before. The words were first spoken by Kind David during his exile.
Psalm 31:5 Into Your hand I commit my spirit; You have ransomed me, O Lord, God of truth.
A man, on the run, living in caves, separated from peace, and surrounded by struggles, it became David’s resolve to trust in God.
David’s journey looks similar to many of our own – do for yourself until you can do no more.
What do you fear that is causing the desire to control?
Fear always equal control
Control is always a result of fear.
Look at these words from David:
Psalm 13:1-4 How long, O Lord? Will You forget me forever? How long will You hide Your face from me? How long shall I take counsel in my soul, Having sorrow in my heart all the day? How long will my enemy be exalted over me? Consider and answer me, O Lord my God; Enlighten my eyes, or I will sleep the sleep of death, And my enemy will say, “I have overcome him,” And my adversaries will rejoice when I am shaken.
Scholars believe these words were written shortly after arriving at the cave of Adullam, the place of meaninglessness. How did he end up there?
Read 1 Samuel 21:10-22:2
What did he do?
– fled to an enemy king
– pretended to be a mad man
– escapes to a cave where his family came, along with those who were discontented and in debt
It took a cave to finally bring David to a place of peace.
All are looking to find the rest that God promised to His people from that very first act in the garden.
That’s the struggle most Christians have with Sabbath – we try to define it by what is happening in the physical world.
Our theology becomes so focused on circumstances that we completely miss the purpose for our struggle.
Sabbath was never about taking away the struggle but about learning to trust in the One who is leading us through it.
That was the beauty of Christ’s words, “Father, into Your hands I commit My Spirit.”
We see Jesus’ willing consent, the heartfelt union of His will with the will of His Father who permitted Him to be put to death. With His dying breath Christ declared, “I trust You!”
The question for the church today is do we? The entire premise of Sabbath depends on it.
2 Timothy 1:12 For this reason I also suffer these things, but I am not ashamed; for I know whom I have believed and I am convinced that He is able to guard what I have entrusted to Him until that day.
Do you need to experience that kind of rest, that kind of peace in your life?
Hebrews 4:9 So there remains a Sabbath rest for the people of God.
Give what you are carrying to Him today.
What do you need to place and entrust into God’s hands?
What are you controlling that you need to relinquish unto God?