There He was. Our hero praying in a garden. He knew His time was up. The day was here. His whole life was created for these next few sorrowful moments.
The crowd approached Jesus, and with a kiss He is betrayed.
But as Jesus is being carried away, we see another character. One who has been forgotten. One who is just like you and me.
And a young man followed him, with nothing but a linen cloth about his body. And they seized him, but he left the linen cloth and ran away naked. (Mark 14:51-52 ESV)
There He was. The Lord of all creation being shoved by a crowd. A crowd who mocked, spat, and beat Jesus. A crowd that Jesus would later die for.
Then a young man comes into the scene. He sees our savior being treated horrendously. He wants to help, but there’s too many in the crowd. The young man is screaming and crying for the crowd to let Him go.
The crowd gets angry, so they grab the young man. They start to attack, ripping at his clothes with their greasy nails. They make fun of this young man for trying. His actions of defending the savior was taken as stupidity by the crowd.
With what little power was left, the man runs away. His clothes are gone, his pride is gone, and His savior…gone.
Clothed he came, and naked he ran.
How do we take this story? In the middle of the greatest event that could ever happen in human history, stood a young man who tried his hardest to help the Lord. A young man who had nothing to gain in helping Jesus, yet he still tried, but his fight wasn’t enough.
He had nothing to gain, and left with nothing to give.
As I sit here, writing this blog for you, I imagine what it would be like to be this young man. Watching Jesus Christ, the Jew from Nazareth, getting beaten, made fun of, and pushed to His unfair trial.
But what could I do to help? There’s way too many people, and I’m just one person. My one opinion could never withstand the mob mentality.
Plus, what would I get out of helping God? There’s no money, gift, or paycheck that I would recieve for my work.
But maybe that’s why this young man was included in the gospel of Mark. Even though his voice was small, he still tried. Even though his actions were minuscule, he still tried. And even though he lost his pride, dignity, and even his clothes…he still tried. And he was rewarded with two tiny verses that make a big difference.
This is how we should live. Our ego is not our amigo (as I saw in an Instagram pic). We need to give everything we can to protect Jesus. We need to lift our voices above the crowd. Step up for what is right, even if you’re the only one. God is alive, so like a friend in need, let’s step up. Don’t focus on what you’ll lose, because we don’t deserve anything we have. Helping God might leave you running from an angry crowd naked, but the feeling of helping God surpasses any joy that this world can create. This is our job.
We need to give everything we can to do whatever we can.
We have nothing to gain and everything to lose for the one we love.