The next day John saw Jesus coming toward him and said, “Look! The Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world! He is the one I was talking about.  John 1:29-30

In many ways, the whole Old Testament leans forward, asking one question, “Where is the Lamb?” At the birth of Israel, God told His people to take the blood of a lamb and place it on the doorposts of their homes. He was teaching His people that rescue would come through a substitute. On Mount Moriah, the question rose again from the lips of Isaac. “Where is the lamb?” Abraham answered with trembling faith, “God Himself will provide the lamb.”

For centuries after that, lambs kept dying. The blood kept flowing. Families brought lambs. Priests offered lambs. Worshipers returned again and again because no animal sacrifice could remove sin. So when John saw Jesus approaching and announced, “Behold, the Lamb of God,” this was an earth-shaking declaration. God had reached down and provided His own Lamb.

What a moment! The long ache of Scripture, the shadow cast through Torah, the cry from Moriah, the blood on the doorposts, all of it suddenly gathered itself into one Person walking over the hill toward them. In Jesus, the whole sacrificial system reached its fulfillment. The story the prophets had carried, the story the rabbis had taught, the story Israel had rehearsed for generations, came near enough to touch. No wonder John was breathless.

And what moves me most is this ~ the Lamb of God comes near enough that each of us can say, with awe, He came for me. He is not only Israel’s promised Lamb. He is my Yeshua.

You are the One my soul had been waiting for before I even knew Your name. Amen