You cannot be My disciple, unless you hate ….

“(26) If any man comes to Me, and does not hate his father, and mother, and wife, and children, and brothers, and sisters, yes, and his own life also, he cannot be My disciple. (27) And whoever does not bear his cross, and comes after Me, cannot be My disciple. (33) So likewise, whoever does not forsake all that he has, cannot be My disciple.  Luke 14:26-27, 33

Does it really say and mean hate here? Yes.
This seems counter-intuitive.
Actually, it’s just like God.
“It pleased the LORD to crush Him; He has put Him to grief:”  Isaiah 53:10a

Pleased and crushed. The original word for pleased also means to delight in, to desire.
The Father was delighted to crush His Son, and the Son was pleased to be crushed.

They don’t ask any more of Their disciples than what They did of Themselves – to hate all natural claims that save the temporal at the loss of the eternal.

“Whoever seeks to save his life shall lose it; and whoever loses his life shall preserve it.”  Luke 17:33

They didn’t save Themselves – They offered Themselves on the altar to save us.

All for the bride and the joy and a hundredfold more.

“And everyone who has forsaken houses, or brothers, or sisters, or father, or mother, or wife, or children, or lands, for My name’s sake, shall receive a hundredfold, and shall inherit everlasting life.”  Matthew 19:29

How does this relate to being free in Christ?

We will never be free, until we love Him more than these. John 21:1

The song Cross of Love by Twila Paris and Steve Green gives us a sense of His love.

Verse 1 – Twila Paris
Blood and sorrow flow from the languid brow of Jesus dying;
and tears from Heaven’s eyes are the anguished drops of a Father crying,
“Oh, why?”

Verse 2 – Twila Paris
Emblem of his pain, oh splintered wood of my transgression
I’ll never comprehend how an act so great gave love expression — Oh, why?

Verse 2 – Steve Green
And the people jeered at Him and mocked His holy name,
for they knew not who He was, nor why it was He came.
Some had come to offer help to soothe a mother’s pain,
but as she watched her wounded Son, the comfort never came,
Oh, why?

Chorus
This must be a cross of love
for God to bruise His only Son.
Jesus, what a sacrifice to reach us,
it had to be a cross of love!

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