Hebrews 9:12-14, 22
Dr. Paul Brand’s career in medicine traces back to one dreary night at Connaught Hospital in East London.
– Hospital orderlies wheeled a beautiful young woman into his ward.
– She’d lost a lot of blood in an accident.
Blood drained from her skin, leaving her an unearthly pale color — her oxygen-starved brain had shut down into an unconscious mode.
The hospital staff lurched into their controlled-panic response to any patient near death.
– A nurse dashed for a blood transfusion bottle while a doctor fumbled with the apparatus to get the transfusion going.
– They couldn’t detect any pulse on her cold, limp wrist.
She looked like a wax museum exhibit or a marble statue in a cathedral.
– Her lips were pale — only a few freckles stood out against her pallor.
– She didn’t seem to be breathing, having long before passed through the desperate phase of heaving breathing.
Paul Brand knew she was dead.
The nurse arrived with a bottle of blood, which she buckled into a high metal stand as the doctor punctured the woman’s vein with a large needle.
– They mounted the bottle high and were using an extra-long tube so the increase in pressure would push the blood into her body faster.
The staff told Paul to watch over the emptying bottle as they hurried off for more blood.
Nothing in his memory could compare to the excitement of what happened next.
– He nervously held her wrist, suddenly he felt the faintest throb of a pulse.
– He thought it might be his own pulse.
Paul searched again — it was there, barely perceptible.
The next bottle of blood arrived and was quickly connected.
– A spot of pink appeared on her cheek, and spread into a beautiful flush.
– Her lips darkened pink, then red, and her eyelids fluttered — and at last opened. – She squinted at first, and then looked directly at Paul.
To his surprise, she asked for water.
– Dr Paul Brand was so amazed he became a missionary doctor and served for years in India and Louisiana.
It’s a beautiful thing to receive life from another person.
A transfusion is a close image of what Jesus does for us.
BLOOD: That mysterious red fluid that flows in every one of us. – LIFE IS IN THE BLOOD.
A blood transfusion is actually transference of life.
Jehovah’s Witnesses think the soul is in the blood.
– Not the soul, but the life.
Blood supplies the body cells with food, oxygen, and sustains bodily functions.
– Blood also fights disease that enters the body and assists in getting rid of waste products.
Blood circulates through the body twice every minute.
As the heart pumps blood through the network of arteries, capillaries, and veins, every cell in the body is continually supplied and cleansed.
– No part of the flesh can live without being in contact with this throbbing stream of life.
Most adults have 5 to 7 quarts of blood made up of plasma, corpuscles and platelets.
Every cubic millimeter of blood — speck the size of a pinhead — has approximately 5,500,000 living cells.
– Cells live 110 -120 days.
– The body makes about 2,000,000 new cells every second to replace cells which have died.
Good whole blood is in demand.
– Every time there’s a cataclysmic event the call goes out for blood.
– Men sell blood for money at plasma center downtown.
Scientists still haven’t unlocked the secret of what gives life to blood — only God knows this information.
One thing’s clear — blood is the essential ingredient of life. — WITHOUT BLOOD WE DIE!
When man sinned he learned firsthand “the wages of sin is death.”
– Three kinds of death:
Spiritual death (dead in trespasses and sins……….)
Death means separation.
– Man became spiritually dead (separated from God)
– That’s why most non-Christians don’t understand spiritual truths.
God created a Plan so man might be forgiven of his rebellious sin and restored to fellowship with God, but it involved the giving of life — the shedding of blood –Hebrews 9:22
In Egypt, when the Death Angel passed over the houses, there had to be blood on the door posts for protection…………
– Sacrifices — shedding of innocent blood for forgiveness of sin.
– DAY OF ATONEMENT — BLOOD ON THE MERCY SEAT.
LIFE IS IN THE BLOOD! – Life had to be poured out because of wages of sin.– Romans 6:23
– Millions of innocent animals died to atone for man’s sin!
– But this didn’t solve the problem. — Hebrews 9:12-14
Animal blood sacrifice for sin was only temporary…….
– It had to be repeated again and again……… …..
The substitute shedding of blood didn’t bring fellowship between God and man on a permanent basis as God desired and man needed.
Somehow, a blood sacrifice must be made that would satisfy Eternal Justice once and for all.
– Innocent, sinless blood must be shed for man’s sin.
– A perfect human life must be poured out in death and sacrifice.
Man couldn’t provide that sacrifice — BUT GOD COULD!
– God could become man and shed His own perfect sinless Blood once and for all time for all men.
THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED! — John 3:16
– An ugly, hideous instrument of torture, shame, and death, THE CROSS, became an altar before God on which He poured out His Life in sacrifice and Love for us.
There was no other way! — There’d be no other sacrifice required.
We need only accept what was done for us and we’ll have Eternal Life!
It became our choice whether we want to accept the payment for sin that’s been provided or pay for our own sins in Eternal Death (HELL!)
If I invited you to an expensive restaurant and you knew you couldn’t afford to pay your bill and I offered to pay for you — you’d be silly not to let me!
God’s done that in the payment for you sins….
– How foolish not to accept His Love and Sacrifice gratefully.
WITHOUT THE SHEDDING OF BLOOD THERE IS NO FORGIVENESS.
Blood is so important to the body.
– The heart is the center of the blood circulatory system — it becomes the epitome of life.
The term is used this way hundreds, times in the Bible to show the total personality of man.
– Matthew 15:19 Joel 2:13′- Romans 10:10 ‘ Ezekiel 11;19
Dr. Christian Barnard — showing the old heart to his patient.
– Patient said, “I’m glad I don’t have that old heart anymore!”
The truth is we’re no better than our heart — whether we’re talking body or soul.
– Where the heart’s weak and the blood diseased, life’s in danger.
But where the heart’s strong and the blood’s pure, life’s full of health and joy.
Jesus said, — Matthew 18:3
Saturday night’s bath time for little Toby.
– It’s a big production — both of his parents are involved.
– Mommy draws the bath water and makes sure it’s the right temperature — Daddy brings the little guy and sets him in the tub.
While Mama scrubs him, Daddy holds him to make sure he doesn’t flop over (a job which gets easier by the week!).
How much of the work does Toby do? — None!
– His primary concern is to kick his little legs as much as possible to see how big a splash he can make, and how wet he can get his mommy.
But he doesn’t do any of the cleaning!
It occurred to me that we as adults ought to take this to heart when we think of Jesus’ words in Matthew 18:3.
Those who enter the kingdom of Heaven aren’t the ones who got themselves all cleaned up.
– It’s those who – with no ability of their own to do anything – relied on the work of God to do the cleaning.
In the Old Testament, after his sin with Bathsheba, David didn’t say, “Let me get myself cleaned up,God. ”
– Instead, acknowledging his inability cleanse his own sin, he said, “Wash me, and I shall be
whiter than snow.”– Psalm 51:7.
“Do for me what I cannot do for myself”
It’s part of the beauty of the Christian faith, that we’re not a fellowship of people who made ourselves clean enough for God; we’re helpless children who relied on God to do the cleaning.
Don’t fool yourself into thinking, ‘T can do it myself, “or “I did it myself”
– Remember the humility with which you came to God, helpless, and unable to clean yourself.
The moment we forget about the Cross, and the cleansing Power of the Blood of Christ, the moment we stop coming back to that Cross with gratitude and humility, that’s the moment we cease to be “like little children, “and let pride take over.
– When pride takes over, judgment of others is quick to follow.
What can wash away my sin? Nothing but the Blood of Jesus;
What can make me whole again? Nothing but the Blood of Jesus.
Oh! Precious is the flow That makes me white as snow,’
No other fount I know, Nothing but the Blood of Jesus.
“THE WAGES OF SIN IS DEATH, BUT THE GIFT OF GOD IS ETERNAL LIFE.”
– I WANT LIFE!
In his book “Written in Blood,” Robert Coleman told the story of a little boy whose sister needed a blood transfusion.
– The doctor explained she had the same disease the boy had recovered from 2 years earlier.
– Her only chance for recovery was a transfusion from someone who had previously conquered the disease.
Since the two children had the same rare blood type, the boy was the ideal donor.
– “Would you give your blood to Mary?”-the doctor asked.
Johnny hesitated. His lower lip started to tremble. Then he smiled and said, “Sure, for my sister.”
Soon the two children were wheeled into the hospital room – Mary, pale and thin; Johnny, robust and healthy. Neither spoke, but when their eyes met, Johnny grinned.
As the nurse inserted the needle into his arm, Johnny smile faded. He watched the blood flow through the tube.
With the ordeal almost over, his voice, slightly shaky, broke the silence. “Doctor, when do I die?”
Only then did the doctor realize why Johnny had hesitated, why his lip had trembled when he’d agreed to donate his blood.
– He’d thought giving his blood to his sister meant giving up his life.
– In that brief moment, he’d made his great decision.
Johnny, fortunately, didn’t have to die to save his sister. Each of us, however, has a condition more serious than Mary’s, and it required Jesus to give not just His Blood but His Life.
Tell of Indian village across the border in Mexico.
– Old man got saved in his 80’s.
– Moved next to the Church — when his eyesight goes, he wants his wife to run a rope from His house to the Church so he can still go hear those “Wonderful Words of Life.” – Hebrews 9:14
Can you hear it dripping?
Dripping crimson, splashing color into a livid world?
Dripping warmth over a frigid social system?
Dripping life into the walking corpses of the 21sst century’s aching vacuum?
Steadily it falls from the massive wooden beams of the cross;
Two hundred decades have not arrested its incessant flow;
Tyrants and wars have not plugged the supply;
Steadily it drips in a divine rhythm of redemption.
Stop the Niagara if you must!
But you will never stop the drops of eternal love;
They will flow while one heart yet knows how to hate.