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The Biggest Word
In The English Language
Only Has Two Letters
Do you find certain words hard to pronounce? Sometimes the
funny names in the Bible give us a hard time. The longest name in
the Bible is Mahershalalhashbaz (Isaiah 8:1) (try to say that three times
fast!). But that’s not the hardest word to say. The hardest word in the
English language has only two letters? NO!
It is especially hard to pronounce when everyone is looking
at us and wanting us to say “Yes.” It is tough to face temptation (something
that would, admittedly, be fun to do), and give a firm “no.” The word seems
to get stuck. The lips won’t cooperate. The tongue is suddenly, strangely,
rendered mute. This is not a new disease. It is a sickness as old as man.
Adam and Eve had it! They were too weak to say “no” to
the forbidden fruit (Genesis 3:1-14). Many teenagers are too weak to say
“no” to forbidden “fruit juice” (wine coolers, beer). In contrast, Daniel,
Hananiah, Mishael and Azariah (Shadrach, Meshech, Abednego) refused the
forbidden food and drink of the Babylonians (Daniel 1:11).
The Israelites were too weak to say “no” to the lust of
the flesh in the wilderness (2 Corinthians 11:1-3). Many teenagers find
it hard to say “no” to the lust of immodest dress and dancing. Vashti,
though, had courage enough to refuse both (Esther 1:1-22) and there are
thousands of your brothers and sisters who have not given in to the world’s
pressures.
David couldn’t “pronounce” this tough little word when
facing Bathsheba (2 Samuel 11:2-4). Many are too weak to say “no” to their
boyfriends who want to commit fornication today. But, on the other hand,
Joseph was able to say the word when facing Potiphar’s wife, even though
it cost him his freedom (Genesis 39:7-23). Though teens say, “everybody
is doing it” today, they are wrong! Christians are still waiting for marriage
(Hebrews 13:4).
“. . . and scourged him . .
.”
“Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried
our sorrows; yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities:
the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are
healed” (Isaiah 53:4-5).
Just three words . . . the mind absorbs them in a second
and passes to the next sentence. The Bible gives no further explanation.
There is no parenthetical statement or footnote explaining what it means.
Most of us read over it for years without really contemplating that word
. . . scourged. It was somehow a part of the crucifixion. Maybe
we heard a preacher say it was some sort of a whipping. Oh, but it was
so much more.
Governor Pilate knew the Jews delivered Jesus out of envy
(Matthew 27:18), and that He had committed no real crime, certainly not
one worthy of death (Luke 23:15). This cagey politician also knew that
something had to be done. These folks were too worked up to go home
without any action, so he decided a scourging might satisfy their lust
for vengeance (John 19:1, cf. 19:5).
DEFINITION AND LIMITATIONS. These
were not civilized people by modern standards. Today’s Humane Society would
not allow a dog to be treated the way our Lord was. Scourging (or “examination
by scourging,” Acts 22:24, 29) was a legal preliminary to every Roman Execution.
It was a brutal flogging or whipping. It was called the “little death”
and preceded the “big death”--crucifixion. Only women, Roman senators,
and soldiers (except deserters) were exempt. History tells us that a criminal
was flogged either by two soldiers (lictors) or by one who alternated positions.
Under Hebrew law, he was limited to thirty-nine strokes, but Romans imposed
no such limitation. A scourging’s severity depended entirely on the lictor’s
disposition. The only rule for the lictor who scourged a man about to be
crucified was that he must not die at the stake. He was to expire on the
cross. He tried to bring his victim to the very verge of collapse, or death,
without crossing that threshold.
INSTRUMENTS. The scourging
post was two feet high. An iron ring, placed close to the top, projected
from two sides. The usual instrument was a short-handled whip (flagrum
or flagellum) with several single or braided thongs of variable
lengths, in which small iron balls or sharp pieces of sheep bones were
tied at varying intervals. Sometimes it consisted of several thin, iron
chains which ended in small weights.
PREPARATION. Clothing was
ripped away so the prisoner stood naked, or at the most with a loincloth.
(Is it any wonder the Bible says, “Who for the joy that was set before
Him endured the cross, despising the shame . . .” Hebrews 12:2?).
The man’s wrists were firmly shackled to the iron rings. Then the victim
was stretched, face down, with his feet pointed away from the post. The
tension of awaiting the first blow was cruel. The body was rigid. The muscles
knotted in tormenting cramps. Color drained from the cheeks. Lips were
drawn tight against the teeth.
SCOURGING. Then it came
. . . the whistle of the whip and the dull thud as it made contact with
flesh. Then if came . . . the burning sensation and the first trickle
of blood. Then it came . . . again and again, more rapidly, blow
after blow. Then it came . . . with seemingly unbearable agony the
naked back, neck, sometimes face, chest (as the whip was allowed to encircle
the body), buttocks, and legs were repeatedly struck. At first, it caused
deep contusions (bruising). Then, as the lictor continued in his well-trained
methodical ritual, the thongs, sheep bones, and weights cut into the skin,
subcutaneous tissue, and even muscle. After a while, the victim’s body
twitched like a beheaded chicken. The lacerations finally tore into the
underlying skeletal muscles and produced quivering ribbons of bleeding
flesh. As V.P. Black puts it, “They beat Him until His shoulder blades
looked like two whitecaps on an ocean of blood.” The victim lost all consciousness
to anything other than the blinding, burning pain as cruel whips whistled
and cut, whistled and cut. The flagra was the literal equivalent of being
flayed alive. It hurt so much that men were known to bite their tongues
in two during the beatings.
THE RESULTS. After what seemed
like an eternity to the victim and those who loved Him, His limp body was
finally cut away from the post. As was the custom, His wounds were washed
but not otherwise medicated. The pain and blood loss caused by scourging
generally led to circulatory shock. Moreover, hematidrosis (the
“bloody sweat” experienced in the Garden) had rendered Jesus skin particularly
tender. The physical and mental abuse meted out by the Jews and Romans,
as well as the lack of food, water, and sleep, contributed to a generally
weakened state. Thus, by modern-day criteria, if at that time Jesus had
been admitted to a hospital, he would have been put into intensive or critical
care (Mark 15:15, 20). The severity of this condition usually pre-determined
that the victim would not survive too long on the cross.
ADDING INSULT TO INJURY. In
this case, Jesus’ clothes were put back on the massacred back. Imagine
how the seamless garment must have soaked up that precious blood. How uncomfortable
it was to have that rough material scratch against His open wounds! As
the blood began to clot, His clothing became stiff and dry. The Roman soldiers,
amused that this weakened man had claimed to be a king, began to mock Him.
One of them fashioned a robe out of some purple material; another ran out
to a thorn bush and gathered some prickly limbs and formed them into a
tight, pointed circle; another found a rod or stout stick of some kind
to use as scepter. Just about the time His bleeding stopped, they ripped
His clothes off and placed on Him a purple robe (thus opening the wounds
again). Imagine how that must have hurt! Even an area as small as that
covered by a Band-Aid. One soldier grabbed His head and forced the thorns
down over His scalp. Think of the sharp thorns piercing His skin in dozens
of places. Another took the reed and hit Him over the head thus driving
the thorns in more deeply. How He must have bled! (So much blood goes
to the brain that a small cut bleeds profusely.)
The soldiers finally had all the fun they wanted with
Him and took Him back to Pilate. Pilate then presented Him to the people.
Picture, if you can, Pilate leading this purple-clad Man, with scepter
in His hand, and bloody crown on His head, out for these sick people to
view. Pilate says simply, “Behold the man!” (John 19:5). He must have thought
that surely this would satisfy their hatred. But he underestimated them.
They were no more satisfied than a shark that first gets the scent of blood.
They wanted more. They wanted murder.
Why did Jesus go through this? He didn’t have to. He could
have gone back to heaven. Why? Because He wanted to save us. Are you saved?
Have you responded to His sacrifice? If not, he went through it for nothing,
He still insists. “He that believeth and is baptized shall be saved; but
he that believeth not shall be damned” (Mark 16:16).
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