The Passover

Lou Lotz

READ : Exodus 12:21-30

“Take a bunch of hyssop, dip it in the blood that is in the basin, and touch the lintel and the two doorposts.” (v. 22)

What a night it must have been – the Passover. Crying and wailing in Egypt, as grief-stricken parents discovered their first-born sons cold with death. A loud symphony of weeping rising from the land, a tidal wave of lamentation. But in the squalid settlements where the Hebrews lived, where the doorposts and lintels were dabbed with blood, there the people were spared. The angel of death had “passed over” them.

While eating the Passover meal with his disciples, Jesus instituted a new ritual. He said that the broken bread was his body, and the poured-out cup his blood, and that this simple meal was to be partaken “in remembrance of me.” Did the disciples really understand what Jesus meant? We understand. The Lord’s Supper is our Passover meal. Once again a lamb is slain, Jesus “. . . the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world” (John 1:29), and by his blood we are saved.

The Lord’s Supper may be celebrated routinely in our churches, but it must never become routine. We must never forget what this simple ceremony is about. The Apostle Paul said it best, “Our paschal lamb, Christ, has been sacrificed” (1 Corinthians 5:7).


For the Lord’s Supper, thank you, O God.