Daily Lectionary: Jeremiah 22:1-23; Matthew 25:1-13
Deliver me in Your righteousness. Bow down Your ear to me; deliver me speedily. (From the Introit for the Third-Last Sunday)
In the Name + of Jesus. Amen. The Lord delivers. That’s what He does. That’s the sort of God that He is. When He delivers, He saves. He isn’t slow, at least, “not as some count slowness” (2 Peter 3:9). He’s patient and long-suffering in His delivering.
When the going gets tough, we think the Lord won’t deliver. We believe He’s forgotten us. We doubt that He’s even listening to us. The trouble we’re facing gets worse, or at least not better. Our sins pile up. Our hope fades.
But the Lord delivers on His promises. He delivers His Son, “conceived by the Holy Spirit, born of the Virgin Mary.” The Lord delivers, being delivered up for us all: “suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, died, and was buried.” By doing this the Lord delivers you. Delivers you from your doubt and impatience. Delivers you even from death.
Yes, the Lord delivers. He delivers to you. Delivers His salvation, His forgiveness, His life. He delivers His righteousness to you at the font. He delivers His forgiveness to you, into your ears, with your pastor’s Absolution. He delivers eternal deliverance to you in His Body and Blood that keep you, body and soul, to everlasting life.
The Lord delivers. He delivers on His promises. He delivers you by delivering His Son up FOR YOU. His salvation is delivered to you. Now no matter what happens to you, no matter what trouble, it can never truly keep you down. Not forever. You are delivered from sin, and you will be delivered from death and grave. Your Baptism says so, His Absolution says so, and His Body and Blood say so.
Yes, the Lord, who raises the dead, has “delivered us from so great a death, and does deliver us; in whom we trust that He will still deliver us” (2 Corinthians 1:10). He delivers. Jesus delivers, and Jesus has and will deliver you. In the Name + of Jesus. Amen. -Rev. Mark Buetow
Your soul in griefs unbounded, Your head with thorns surrounded, You died to ransom me. The cross for me enduring, The crown for me securing, You healed my wounds and set me free. (Upon the Cross Extended, LSB 453:5)