Church Period: Lent Good Friday Tre Ore
Sermon Title: Today Shalt Thou Be With Me In Paradise
Sermon Date: April 8, 1966
Rev. August Hauptman
Sermon Text: Luke 23:39-41
Dear Christian friends:
Of the few people whom the Bible specifically tells
us that they are now in heaven - one was a criminal! There
was no question about his crimes or his guilt. The courts
had decided he was a menace to human life and not worthy
to live. To this he himself argued when he rebuked the
other thief who mocked Jesus, "Dost not thou fear God,
seeing thou art in the same condemnation? And we indeed
justly; for we receive the due reward of our deeds:
but this man hath done nothing amiss." (Luke 23:40-41)
Yet this court-condemned, self-condemned murderer
dares to ask the dying Son of God to remember him when He
goes into His kingdom. He confesses his enormous guilt
and throws himself completely upon God's mercy in Jesus
Christ.
Here we have a beautiful picture of true, saving
faith. One that can afford the greatest of comfort and
hope to each one of us, for to this great sinner, this
man unfit to live in society, Jesus promises with an oath,
"Verily I say unto thee today shalt thou be with Me in
Paradise." (Luke 23:43)
As men see and judge there seemed to be no hope or
salvation for this man executed upon a cross and buried
in the city dump. One with such a record and with such
a death and a burial could not possibly be saved and
go with God into heaven. And yet, Jesus swears that he is.
Contrary to all human appearances and evidences this man
is saved.
Now I ask you, "Is not this true of each one of us?"
You and I may not be condemned by human courts as a menace
to human life, unworthy to live out the rest of our days
in society, but we are most certainly condemned by the
divine court of God in heaven.
Many people are able to get away with their crimes
and many others restrict their sins to things which are not
punished by human laws. However, God knows our sin whether
society punishes us or not.
Oscar Wilde puts it very bluntly in his "Ballad of
Reading Gaol":
Yet each man kills the thing he loves
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!
Some kill their love when they are young,
And some when they are old;
Some strangle with the hands of Lust,
Some with the hands of Gold:
The kindest use a knife, because
The dead so soon grow cold.
Some love too little, some too long,
Some sell, and others buy;
Some do the deed with many tears,
And some without a sigh:
For each man kills the thing he loves,
Yet each man does not die.
He does not die a death of shame
On a day of dark disgrace,
Nor have a noose about his neck,
Nor a cloth upon his face,
Nor drop feet foremost through the floor
Into an empty place
There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel’s veins;
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains:
Lose all their guilty stains,
Lose all their guilty stains;
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.
The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day;
And there may I, though vile as he,
Wash all my sins away:
Wash all my sins away,
Wash all my sins away;
And there may I, though vile as he,
Wash all my sins away.