When the Crowd Chooses Chaos

It feels like the crowd is warming up again. Same chant. Same choice.
“Give us Barabbas.”

That moment in Scripture wasn’t a one-off. It wasn’t just history. It was a diagnosis.

They didn’t pick Barabbas because he was innocent. They picked him because he matched their appetite. A fighter. A rebel. A man of fists instead of repentance.

And standing right there beside him was Jesus, truth in skin, peace with a pulse, God close enough to touch.

One said, Lay your life down. The other said, Let it burn.

And the crowd roared for the one who asked nothing of their hearts and everything of their rage.

Fast-forward and here we are again.

A world that would rather be ruled by chaos than corrected by truth. A culture that mocks holiness but throws parades for lawlessness. A generation screaming “freedom” while handcuffing itself to lies.

Catch this, Pilate didn’t force the choice. The people demanded it. That’s the part that should shake us.

The rejection of Christ is rarely accidental. It’s deliberate. Because Jesus still confronts the soul, and Barabbas still gives permission to rebel.

So when truth gets silenced, when righteousness is laughed off the stage, when lies get crowned as virtue, don’t act shocked.

We were warned. The crowd always gets loud right before the cross.

But don’t forget this, Barabbas walked free that day because Jesus took his place. And that same mercy is still on the table…even while the world sharpens its voice and shouts his name again.

Same choice. Same crowd. Same question.

The Loudest Voice Isn’t Always the Right One, who will you choose?