“Moses took the blood and sprinkled it on the people” Now that must have been a strange sight! Imagine getting your Sunday best sprinkled with blood! What is going on here?

To understand the power of blood let me take you back to December 7, 1988 when an Armenian earthquake killed 55,000 people. Susanna Petroysan and her four-year-old daughter Gayaney found themselves stuck in a basement beneath tons of collapsed concrete and steel. After feeling around in the darkness Susanna found some shattered glass and used it to slash her left hand. She then gave it to Gayaney to suck her blood. Days passed. Susanna had no idea how many times she cut her hands. She only knew that if she stopped, her daughter would die.

Hands were cut, blood was shed and the child was saved.

On a regular basis we find ourselves trapped in the darkness of our own sin. Being obsessed with my reputation, bank balance or job performance hurts us at first. But in time we become accustomed to living in duplicity and death.

Jesus reaches into this wreckage, and he does it with hands laced with blood. Finally, blood was all Jesus had. His disciples had deserted him. His garments had been gambled away. Even his Father had turned his back. Blood was all he had, but the blood of Jesus is all we need.