Now the tunic was seamless, woven from the top through the whole. So, they said to one another, “Let us not tear it, but let us cast-lots for it to decide whose it will be”— John 19:23b-24a DLNT
They stripped Him of his tunic His seamless cloak with all the rest Dividing up all that they could Then gambled for the best
While above their heads He watched As He fought His fight with death In suffering still He loved us all As He struggled for each breath
And when they took Him from the cross Where He had suffered in our place There He died for us, alone, exposed So, He could cover us with grace
And if anyone would sue you and take your tunic, let him have your cloak as well. Matthew 5:40 ESV
Author’s note: I have been intrigued by the stories of the shroud of Turin, and have watched with interest several presentations about its history. But, as I recently came upon the verse in the Sermon on the Mount, where Jesus tells us to yield our tunic and cloak, I remembered how the soldiers, ruthlessly stripped Him naked and then gambled for His seamless robe. Then, I was ashamed to think that I had been drawn to stories of the cloth He may have been buried in, but never wondered about what He wore in life.
We don't know what He looked like
Whether He was tall and thin
If His hair was long or short
Or the color of His skin
We're only told His hands could heal
And His voice could calm the wind
And how He sometimes prayed all night
Then welcomed children close to Him
No, we don’t know what He looked like
But when darkness hid the sun
At the cross the soldiers cried out
“Truly this must be God’s Son!”
So when the centurion and those with him, who were guarding Jesus, saw the earthquake and the things that had happened, they feared greatly, saying, “Truly this was the Son of God!” Matthew 27:54 NKJV
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