“Without any censorship,
in the West fashionable trends of thought and ideas are carefully separated from those
which are not fashionable;
nothing is forbidden,
but what is not fashionable will hardly ever find its way into periodicals or books
or be heard in colleges.
Legally your researchers are free, but they are conditioned by the fashion of the day.”
(stampede of horses / courtesy wikipedia)
Stampedes are a frighting phenomena…
large gatherings of animals or humans, seemingly docile and clam,
with each creature or being in its own little world….
until a few in the crowd get spooked…
spooked by some real threat or something merely perceived as a threat…
It’s then Katie bar the door as each creature is now running and racing
for it’s life as it’s now every beast, or man, for itself….
too bad if you get caught up underfoot—it just wasn’t your lucky day.
Crowds are not great at perception.
They tend to disregard the subtleties of detail.
The mentality of the mob tends to take precedence…be it good or bad,
And since the crowd becomes its own entity, its mentality in turn rules.
Ever been that lone voice in the wilderness?
If so, then you get the idea—-
The crowd tends not to hear you over the din of its own self obsession, chattiness or chants….
And who wants to be the odd man out when the crowd leans one away while you’re alone
leaning the other way….
And so my thoughts turn to that of another crowd….
“Crucify the Nazarene” they shout.
“Free Barabas” they demand….
As a lone procurator stands before a potential violent onslaught of the skewed
mentality of the crowd…
Best to placate the beast, lest you’re torn apart….
Yet there is no atonement to be found in the the placation or appeasement of the crowd….
“In Christ’s human life, there were always a few who made up for the neglect of the crowd.
The shepherds did it;
their hurrying to the crib atoned for the people who would flee from Christ.
The wise men did it;
their journey across the world made up for those who refused to stir one hand’s breadth from
the routine of their lives to go to Christ.
Even the gifts the wise men brought have in themselves an obscure recompense and atonement
for what would follow later in this child’s life.
For they brought gold, the king’s emblem,
to make up for the crown of thorns that he would wear;
they offered incense, the symbol of praise,
to make up for the mockery and the spitting;
they gave him myrrh, to heal and soothe,
and he was wounded from head to foot and no one bathed his wounds.
The women at the foot of the cross did into,
making up for the crowd who stood by and sneered.
We can do it too, exactly as they did.
We are not born too late.
We do it by seeing Christ and serving Christ in friends and strangers,
in everyone we come in contact with.”
Thank you, Cookie. First I was struck with how the citizens of our earth are manipulated by, understanding the crowd. Then as you so eloquently make it to your lovely conclusion. I am sad that we are so predictable and really haven’t progressed at all. Hallelujah
thank you my friend
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Isn’t it amazing how we often get sucked into this mob mentality? The crowd who
cried hosanna only a few days before, chanted crucify him when swayed by popular opinion. lovely post!
Amen and what an excellent insight!!!
Julie, the word that stood out magnificently in your post was “appeasement.” There were a few who stood out, some who atoned, but only One who was there to atone for His people, One who was there, bearing all, as a propitiation ~ an appeasement – for our sins. The same reason they were there against Christ is the same reason we must follow in Christ’s footsteps, to counteract the enemy’s onslaught against the kingdom of our God. And we can, because He was there enduring all for us; we, the living sacrifices, in response to His sacrificial death for us. Blessings for one who is a blessing. Thank you ~ Fran
Thank you Fran—like Kathy said—it is amazing how one week the crowed was shouting “Hosanna”, then the very next week, “crucify him”
Sadly to say, we were all there. We would have been part of the same confusion and called for His crucifixion. They did not know what they were doing. Sometimes we don’t know what we are doing. Gratefully, that is why He was hanging there, so that we would know the truth and be set free to see Him as He is; to love Him, follow and obey Him.
And you my dear, are one of the lone voice in the wilderness lifting the Lord on high for all to see. Bless you my friend for all that you do and your faithfulness to the God we serve and love. 🙂 ❤