Without Jesus I was poison to my fellow man.  Now, with Jesus, I am become poison in their eyes.  What will such a one do to avoid the sorrow that brings?  He will remember that the Holy Son of God was known as a man of sorrows.  He came from Glory.  How much was He considered poison to men of this bloody place of testing?   He knew this sorrow more keenly than is possible for us to know.  And if this rejection causes my heart to become heavy, how much more did it weigh His down.

For this I can say I am glad, even while the tears flow with sorrow!  He has walked this place and overcome!  He lives to secure us even within the fire of hatred we encounter. 

Father in Heaven, hold nothing against any man for my sake.  But provoke Your servant to stand with a bright face before them.  Let these tears leave no stain on my cheeks for them to witness!   These are holy water.  They are not for use in profane places.  They remain before Your Holy throne; saved for that great day of eternal praise.

May Your Holy will be done forever!  You alone are Good.

By His Grace.  Amen.