“After this, Jesus, knowing that all was now finished, said (to fulfill the Scripture), “I thirst.” A jar full of sour wine stood there, so they put a sponge full of the sour wine on a hyssop branch and held it to His mouth.”

— John 19:28–29

March 27, 2022 | 10:45 a.m.

The Fourth Sunday of Lent

The next word from the cross is a word of suffering: “I thirst.” This is genuine, human pain, the parched lips of our humanity desiccated by the dry desert of our sin. Do not imagine that Jesus had some special exemption from suffering because He is the Son of God. Quite the contrary! His pain is all our pain combined. “He took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows.” He is the Sufferer who embodies all suffering, bearing in His own wounded flesh the suffering and sickness of a humanity fallen into decay and death.

READINGS

Psalm 69:17-21
Exodus 12:21-23
Hebrews 9:19-22
John 19:28-29

message presented by Rev. Frank C. Ruffatto

+Points to ponder

In what ways does the world around us look to quench their (our) thirst? Is our thirst ultimately quenched by those ways?
How does Jesus’ thirst, while on the cross, satisfy ours?
How can we slake the thirst (physically and spiritually) of the people in our greater community – especially those who do not know Jesus?

+Sermon Transcript

Grace, mercy, and peace be unto each of you from God our Father and our Lord and King, Jesus the Christ. Amen.

Let us pray: For Your thirst and agony, for Your cry in time of need, for Your drinking the sour wine of our disobedience to its dregs that we might seek and find refreshment for our souls in You, all thanks and praise to You, most holy Jesus. Amen and Amen.

The fifth word from the cross is a word of suffering: “I thirst.” This is genuine, human pain, the parched lips of our humanity desiccated by the dry desert of our sin. Do not imagine that Jesus had some special exemption from suffering because He is the Son of God. Quite the contrary! His pain is all our pain combined. “He has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows.” He is the Sufferer who embodies all suffering, bearing in His own wounded flesh the suffering and sickness of a humanity fallen into decay and death.

He thirsts. How bitterly ironic is His thirst! He refreshed a wedding run dry at Cana with 180 gallons of water turned into wine. He promised living water to a Samaritan woman at Jacob’s well, water of which one may drink and never again be thirsty. “The water that I will give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.” He declared at the Feast of Tabernacles as they were sprinkling the altar with water, “If anyone thirsts, let him come to Me and drink. Whoever believes in Me, as the Scripture has said, ‘Out of his heart will flow rivers of living water.’”

He who is the Fountain and Source of living water is thirsty. His strength is dried up like a potsherd; His tongue cleaves to the roof of His mouth; He is laid in the dry dust of death. He thirsts for us, and His thirst becomes our refreshment. After all, Jesus said, “Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be satisfied.”

C.S. Lewis, in Mere Christianity, wrote: “Creatures are not born with desires unless satisfaction for those desires exists. A baby feels hunger: well, there is such a thing as food. A duckling wants to swim: well, there is such a thing as water… If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world. If none of my earthly pleasures satisfy it, that does not prove that the universe is a fraud. Probably, earthly pleasures were never meant to satisfy it, but only to arouse it, to suggest the real thing.”

And so, Jesus’ thirst is our satisfaction; His pain quenches our lips too parched to praise, our throats too dry to confess. There is living water that flows out of the dryness of His thirst, a stream of living water released from His side, water that pours out into the wilderness bringing resurrection and life to Israel’s dry and dusty bones. But for Jesus, in His hour of suffering in the darkness – stricken, smitten, and afflicted – there is only thirst.

He healed the sick. He alleviated pain and suffering. He looked with compassion and mercy on the sufferer – the leper, the woman with a hemorrhage, Peter’s mother-in-law with a fever, the demonized and tormented soul – He looked on them all with compassion, seeing in their suffering the ravages of our sin and the signs of our death. The lips that once spoke blessing and peace are now chapped and broken. The tongue that once proclaimed the kingdom of God is now thick with dryness. The throat that shouted the good news that God’s reign had come with His coming is now as dry as the devil’s wind. All of that suffering He healed, He now bears in His own body.

He cries out in need. “I thirst.” The One who is Lord of all, Creator of all, the One who brought forth sea and dry land, cries out into the darkness in helpless despair. Will anyone hear Him? Will anyone attend to Him in His time of agony? His only physicians are the cynical soldiers standing nearby, half-drunk on their watch, swigging from their jug of cheap wine that had already gone sour, unfit to grace any proper table.

You may be tempted to see this as a cold and callous act but look again. This was all the soldiers had. They could have simply stood there and watched, while passing the bottle amongst themselves. That would have been callous and cruel. But they shared what they had with Jesus. Perhaps they sensed something of their own solidarity. They were losers as Roman soldiers go, or they would not have been on crucifixion duty. Jesus was a loser, too, by all appearances, a failed messiah who was now facing His tortured death. Perhaps there was an ounce of compassion in the hearts of these hardened soldiers. “Give the poor man a drink before He dies; it is the least we can do.” So, they hoist up the last of their wine on a sponge and put it to His dry, dying lips.

Jesus said in the Upper Room on the night of His betrayal, “I tell you; I will not drink again of this fruit of the vine until that day when I drink it new with you in My Father’s kingdom.” The fruit of the vine again touches His lips, sour wine, yes, but fruit of the vine nonetheless. The kingdom of God is come. The reign of God is established in Jesus’ death. He drinks one last toast in this old creation before dying.

He drinks the bitter cup so that we might drink of His sweet, new wine. “Take, drink, this is My blood of the covenant.” He gives His sacred blood for wine, a foretaste of that great feast to come when wine will flow in unending joy in the marriage supper of the Lamb in His kingdom that has no end. He drinks of the stinging cup of our human woe, of our suffering and misery, so that we might be refreshed and renewed by His cup.

Remember Him in His thirst when you are in pain, when the most the world can offer you is a drink of sour wine, when your suffering seems unquenchable. Remember Jesus in His thirst, thirsting for your salvation, and know this: You are never alone in your time of need and your time of suffering. The Suffering Servant is ever there with you, even though you may not detect it by your senses or even your reason, He is there with you according to His promise.

Think of Him in your time of spiritual thirst, when your prayers and devotions are dried up like a potsherd, and your tongue cleaves to the roof of your mouth, silencing your hymns of praise. Come to Him, to the Fount of living water that flowed from His pierced side to the font of your Baptism, to the chalice of His Supper where He refreshes you with His body and blood. Do not let anything get between you and His cup, for He will quench your thirst as no one else can.

Remember also those Roman soldiers who tended to Jesus’ dying request. “I was thirsty, and you gave Me drink.” He is in the one who thirsts, who cries out for a cup of cool water in the heat of the day, in the poor man who has no food or drink to sustain him. Jesus is there, hidden in the least, for you to serve as you have been served by Him. “As you did it to one of the least of these My brothers, you did it to Me.” You never know when and where the voice of the Suffering Servant will call out to you, “I thirst.” And when you hear it, stand ready in the refreshment He has given to you, to give Him a cup of refreshment. Amen.

“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.”

ABOUT THE SERIES

This series features words of Christ He spoke from the cross as He offered up His life for the life of the world. Each word imparts a blessing and is a word of Gospel. The sermons and devotions in this series will expound on these words of Christ, linking them to Jesus’ words and works recorded in the Gospel as well as the Old Testament prophesies that pointed to Him. Each word of Christ proclaims and delivers something about Him, the Word Incarnate, and delivers His saving death to us that we would trust Him for forgiveness, life, and salvation.

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