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The Love of God | God Wrote His Love in Blood
The Love of God (Part 2), God Wrote His Love In Blood
The Love of God | God Wrote His Love In Blood | Pastor Skip Speed | Philadelphia Baptist Church
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John 3:16 (2:20.082)
Jesus Teaches Nicodemus
16 For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.
Genesis 3:1-21 (NKJV) (4:33.590)
The Temptation and Fall of Man
Now the serpent was more cunning than any beast of the field which the Lord God had made. And he said to the woman, “Has God indeed said, ‘You shall not eat of every tree of the garden’?” —
2 And the woman said to the serpent, “We may eat the fruit of the trees of the garden; 3 but of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden, God has said, ‘You shall not eat it, nor shall you touch it, lest you die.’” — 4 Then the serpent said to the woman, “You will not surely die.5 For God knows that in the day you eat of it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil.”6 So when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, that it was pleasant to the eyes, and a tree desirable to make one wise, she took of its fruit and ate. She also gave to her husband with her, and he ate.7 Then the eyes of both of them were opened, and they knew that they were naked; and they sewed fig leaves together and made themselves coverings. —
8 And they heard the sound of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day, and Adam and his wife hid themselves from the presence of the Lord God among the trees of the garden. —
9 Then the Lord God called to Adam and said to him, “Where are you?”10 So he said, “I heard Your voice in the garden, and I was afraid because I was naked; and I hid myself.”11 And He said, “Who told you that you were naked? Have you eaten from the tree of which I commanded you that you should not eat?” — 12 Then the man said, “The woman whom You gave to be with me, she gave me of the tree, and I ate.” —
13 And the Lord God said to the woman, “What is this you have done?” The woman said, “The serpent deceived me, and I ate.”
14 So the Lord God said to the serpent:
“Because you have done this, You are cursed more than all cattle, And more than every beast of the field; On your belly you shall go, And you shall eat dust All the days of your life. 15 And I will put enmity Between you and the woman, And between your seed and her Seed; He shall bruise your head, And you shall bruise His heel.”
16 To the woman He said:
“I will greatly multiply your sorrow and your conception; In pain you shall bring forth children; Your desire shall be for your husband, And he shall rule over you.”
17 Then to Adam He said, “Because you have heeded the voice of your wife, and have eaten from the tree of which I commanded you, saying, ‘You shall not eat of it’:
“Cursed is the ground for your sake; In toil you shall eat of it All the days of your life. 18 Both thorns and thistles it shall bring forth for you, And you shall eat the herb of the field. 19 In the sweat of your face you shall eat bread Till you return to the ground, For out of it you were taken; For dust you are, And to dust you shall return.”
20 And Adam called his wife’s name Eve, because she was the mother of all living. —
21 Also for Adam and his wife the Lord God made tunics of skin, and clothed them.
God Wrote His Love in Blood for Adam & Eve
2. God Wrote His Love in Blood for Israel.
Exodus 12:1- (9:50.000)
The Passover Instituted
12 Now the Lord spoke to Moses and Aaron in the land of Egypt, saying, 2 “This month shall be your beginning of months; it shall be the first month of the year to you. 3 Speak to all the congregation of Israel, saying: ‘On the tenth of this month every man shall take for himself a lamb, according to the house of his father, a lamb for a household. 4 And if the household is too small for the lamb, let him and his neighbor next to his house take it according to the number of the persons; according to each man’s need you shall make your count for the lamb. 5 Your lamb shall be without blemish, a male of the first year. You may take it from the sheep or from the goats. 6 Now you shall keep it until the fourteenth day of the same month. Then the whole assembly of the congregation of Israel shall kill it at twilight. —
7 And they shall take some of the blood and put it on the two doorposts and on the lintel of the houses where they eat it. 8 Then they shall eat the flesh on that night; roasted in fire, with unleavened bread and with bitter herbs they shall eat it. 9 Do not eat it raw, nor boiled at all with water,
Galatians 4:3- (12:28.316)
3. God Wrote His Love in Blood for all of Mankind.
3 Even so we, when we were children, were in bondage under the elements of the world. 4 But when the fullness of the time had come, God sent forth His Son, born of a woman, born under the law, 5 to redeem those who were under the law, that we might receive the adoption as sons.6 And because you are sons, God has sent forth the Spirit of His Son into your hearts, crying out, “Abba, Father!”
Luke 23:46 (13:45.880)
Jesus Dies on the Cross
46 And when Jesus had cried out with a loud voice, He said, “Father, ‘into Your hands I commit My spirit.’”Having said this, He breathed His last.
William Dixon (14:46.687)
The Scarred Hand
William Dixon doubted there was a God. Even if there was, he could not forgive Him for taking away his young wife, Mary, just two years after they were married. His little boy had also died, and Dixon felt desolate and bitter.
A few years after Mary’s death, fear struck the little village. Old Peggy Winslow’s cottage caught fire and burned to the ground. The poor woman was pulled out alive, though nearly suffocated by smoke.
Suddenly, the bystanders heard the terrified voice of little Ricky Winslow — Peggy’s orphan grandchild. Awakened by the flames, he had run shrieking to the attic window.
Horrified, the crowd gazed at the child in the window, but it was too late to save him. The stairway had already collapsed.
Suddenly, William Dixon rushed to the burning cottage, climbed up the now hot iron piping, and took the trembling boy in his arms. Down he came again, holding the child in his right arm, while supporting himself by his left.
Just as the smoking wall fell, the two safely reached the ground.
Ricky wasn’t hurt, but Dixon’s hand which had held on to the piping was terribly burned. The burn healed, but it left deep scars he would carry to his grave. Poor Peggy didn’t recover, and she died soon after.
Who would look after Ricky? James Lovatt, a respectable man in the community, begged that Ricky be given to him to adopt. He and his wife longed for a little son of their own. To everyone’s surprise, Will Dixon made a similar request.
The minister, the miller and others assembled to decide between the two. Mr. Haywood, the miller, said, “It is very kind of both Lovatt and Dixon to offer to adopt the orphan boy, but I am in a great perplexity as to which of them ought to have him. Dixon, having saved his life, has the first claim. On the other hand, Lovatt has a wife, and the care of a mother is necessary to a child.”
Mr. Lipton, the minister, said, “A man of Dixon’s atheistic notions cannot be a suitable guardian for a child, while Lovatt and his wife are both Christian people and would train up the child in the way he should go.
“Dixon saved the child’s body, but the boy will have a sad future if Dixon leads him to his eternal ruin.”
“We will hear what the applicants themselves have to say and then vote,” said Mr. Haywood, turning to Mr. Lovatt.
Mr. Lovatt began: “Well, gentlemen, my wife and I lost a little boy of our own not long ago, and we feel this child would fill the vacant place. We would do our best to bring him up in the fear of the Lord. Besides, a child so young needs a mother to look after him.”
“Good, Mr. Lovatt; now, Mr. Dixon.”
“I have only one argument, sir, and it’s this,” answered Dixon quietly, as he took the bandage off his badly scarred hand and held it up for them to see.
For a few moments quiet settled over the room; the eyes of some dimmed with tears.
Something in the sight of that scarred hand appealed to their sense of justice. He had a claim on the boy because he had suffered for him. So, when the question was put to a vote, the majority decided in favor of William Dixon.
Ricky never missed a mother’s care, for Will was both father and mother to the orphan boy, and he lavished all the pent-up tenderness of his strong nature upon the child he had saved.
So a new era began for Dixon.
Ricky was a clever boy and quickly responded to his adopted father’s training; he adored him with all his heart. He remembered how “daddy” had saved him from the fire and had claimed him because of the hand so horribly burned for his sake. It moved Ricky to tears, and he showered kisses on the hand that had been scarred for him.
One summer a great exhibition of paintings came to town and Dixon took Ricky to see them. The boy was greatly interested in the pictures and the stories his daddy told about some of them. One of the Lord Jesus reproving Thomas impressed him most; underneath were the words:
“Reach hither thy finger, and behold My hands” (John 20:27).
Ricky read the words and said, “Please, Daddy, tell me the story of that picture.”
“No, not that one!”
“Why not that one?”
“Because it’s a story I don’t believe.”
“Oh, but that’s nothing,” urged Ricky; “you don’t believe the story of Jack the Giantkiller, but it’s one of my favorites. Tell me the story of the picture, please, Daddy.” So Dixon, to Ricky’s great interest, told the story.
“It’s like you and me, Daddy,” said the boy.
“When the Lovatts wanted me, you showed them your hand. Maybe when Thomas saw the scars on the Good Man’s hands, he felt like he belonged to Him.”
“I suppose so,” answered Dixon.
“The Good Man looked so sad,” said Ricky. “I guess He was sorry that Thomas didn’t believe at first. It was bad of him not to, wasn’t it, after Jesus had died for him?”
Dixon didn’t answer, and Ricky went on, “It would have been bad of me if, when they told me about you and the fire, I said I didn’t believe you had done it, wouldn’t it, Daddy?”
“I don’t want to think about Him, my boy.”
“But maybe he loved Jesus after that, though — like I love you. When I see your poor hand, Daddy, I love you more than millions and millions.” Tired little Ricky fell asleep hugging his daddy.
Dixon slept fitfully that night. He couldn’t get the tender, sorrowful face in the painting out of his thoughts. He dreamed that he and Lovatt were competing for the custody of Ricky, but when he showed his scarred hand, the boy turned away from him. A bitter sense of injustice surged up in his heart.
He did not yield to this influence at once, but his love for Ricky had softened his heart.
Being an honest man, Dixon couldn’t help seeing that his claim to Ricky’s love condemned him, because he had denied the claim of the hands that had been pierced for him. Seeing the child’s warmhearted gratitude toward him for saving his life, Dixon felt ashamed of himself.
An Open Heart
After a while, Dixon’s heart became more open. He found out by reading the Bible that, just as Ricky belonged to him, so he belonged to the Saviour who had been wounded for his transgressions. Dixon finally yielded his body, soul and spirit into the keeping of the blessed hands which had been pierced for him.
Have you too bowed to the claims of Christ’s love? Can’t you see Him dying on Calvary’s cross for you — dying to put your sins away?
See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flowed mingled down; Did e’er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
“He was despised, and we esteemed Him not.…He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities” (Isaiah 53:3,5). “His own self bare our sins in His own body on the tree”(1 Peter 2:24).
May your heart respond to the love of the Lord Jesus who died so that you could be saved. Accept Him as your Saviour today.