I heard a song titled Ten Thousand Angels Cried, sung by LeAnn Rimes. I could imagine the day our Savior was executed; the angels tears dropped while looking at the torment he tolerated for the redemption of mankind.
They must have pondered this senseless way to die. They saw people mocking Him and spitting on Him, lashing at Him with a whip repeatedly, until He was disfigured beyond recognition.
Why would He choose to leave heaven’s splendor to die in our place when we were the sinful ones? We cannot understand this. The point remains that He decided to place away his crown and royalty to take on the form of mortality for you and i.
There is the festival of Resurrection Sunday, commonly known as Easter. We rejoice that Jesus was raised from the tomb and lives, forever making intercession for us. He did this so that one day those who have recognized his demise, funeral, and restoration will live in Heaven with Him.
For those who have accepted the Lord into their hearts, those exceptional services prompt us of His great sacrifice. We rejoice that Jesus loves us so much He went to the cross, as painful and humiliating as it was for Him.
When we think about how the sky became pitch black and the curtain in the sanctuary immediately tore in two that day (Mark 15:33-37, Luke 23:44-46), the jingle about when the ten thousand angels tears dropped, will appear very real
I imagined there may have been a huge display of lightning, thunder, and a downpour of rain. It will appear like those angels tears dropped profusely and resounded heaven’s deep response.
Sometimes I still weep and I am so thankful He did not come down from the cross, because I know He purchased eternal life for me. It assisted me recognize that my tears are a language God understands.
The angels must have wondered if there could have been another way. It is in those moments it makes me appreciate that although He was God, He removed His divinity to put on the flesh of man.
Nowadays, each time thunder strike, the wind blows, and the lightning flashes through the sky, I look out my window. As the raindrops become stronger and louder on the rooftop, I think about the day my Savior was crucified and how the angels tears dropped!
Then I watched and heard the voice of several angels, totaling thousands upon thousands, and ten thousand times ten thousand. They surrounded the throne and the existing creatures and the elders. Revelation 5:11 (NIV
For the note of the cross is stupidity to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God. 1 Corinthians 1:18 (NIV)
For, there are many, of whom I have often told you and now tell you even with tears, who walk as enemies of the cross of Christ Philippians 3:18 (NIV)