O Come, Spotless Lamb
Open Your Bible
Exodus 12:1-14, Exodus 12:21-28, John 1:29, 1 Peter 1:17-21, 1 Corinthians 5:6-8
On Saturdays, Katherine bakes bread. Flour mingles with melted butter, sugar, salt, and eggs in a bowl. There is no yeast; no need for the dough to rise. She presses it out into an oval shape with a rolling pin and bakes it in the oven until it is golden brown on top. On Sundays, she takes the bread with her to church and it’s broken into pieces for communion. After the service, little children race to the altar to claim any leftover morsels for themselves.
I love Katherine’s flatbread—not only because it tastes so good, but also because it brings Scripture to life for me. Every week, she creates something that is of such great value, children run for it. Do I run for Jesus with that much fervor? Am I as hungry for Him as they are for her delicious bread?
More than a thousand years before Jesus was born, God gave His people a recipe for their last meal in slavery. It was a quick meal—bread without leavening, fresh meat from a spotless lamb slaughtered and roasted in the same evening. He told them not to waste a single bite, but to plan to share with their neighbors, as necessary. The instructions were simple and clear: Eat fast and wear your running clothes. I’m about to deliver you to freedom.
Imagine the sound of the communal slaughter that night. Hundreds, if not thousands, of lambs all killed at twilight. How strange it must have been to paint that blood on the doorways—doorways that they would walk out of for the last time, just a few hours later.
There are countless parallels between events recorded in the Old Testament and the things Jesus accomplished in His short life on earth. The Passover started the Exodus, but it is also a picture of what was to come in Jesus. It is no coincidence that Jesus’s crucifixion happened during Passover. It is no coincidence that His blood is now our doorway into freedom. This isn’t a new story: it’s the same story that has been told over and over again, since the beginning of the world. For “He was foreknown before the foundation of the world but was revealed in these last times for you” (1 Peter 1:20). What the Israelites started with the blood of lambs, Jesus finished with His own.
As we prepare our hearts to remember and celebrate Jesus’s birth, I’m brought back to the beauty of the Passover and that unleavened bread. In his letter to the Corinthians, Paul says boasting in our accomplishments is like adding yeast to a batch of dough (1 Corinthians 5:6–8). If I brag about what I’ve done, that attitude will permeate everything in my life. Like yeast, it will puff me up with air. But God doesn’t need me to be puffed up. He wants me as I truly am. And what I am is a person in need of a Savior.