Injustice and the greatest love
Liz noticed it first. A plastic panel hanging from underneath the car. A tell-tale sign.
Our catalytic converter had just been nicked from our little Honda Jazz. It can be done within minutes on some cars. Jack it up, angle grinder, done. The car is a write off.
I quickly went through some sort of grief cycle - shock, anger, sadness, acceptance, but it is the injustice of it that has stayed with me. ‘Why has this happened to us?’ ‘How is it fair that it will put our insurance premium up?’, ‘Why can someone else profit from our loss?’.
But my reaction to the situation made me think about how Jesus felt when he was faced with a far greater injustice.
Jesus had the most unfair trial imaginable. Illegally held at night, false witnesses, and ultimately, he had done nothing wrong! I wonder if everything within him was screaming about the unfairness of it all. But amazingly, he stayed silent. Surely Jesus taught us to challenge injustice when we see it. So why didn’t he speak out?
Why? Because his love for us was greater than anything else. He knew he must die so that we could have a relationship with God. Despite the injustice Jesus faced, love kept him silent. Jesus suffered the injustice, so that we can be justified before God.
He was oppressed and afflicted, yet he did not open his mouth; he was led like a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before its shearers is silent, so he did not open his mouth. (Isaiah 53:7)