With the morning came a trial that was a mockery.
A "judge" who didn't feel the "criminal" was guilty but with the tradition of releasing one on this Passover time, the crowd wanted Barabbas, a known murderer. The crowd got their way. Barabbas walked free.
Jesus was "prepared" to die on the cross.
He was mocked.
He was beaten.
He was scourged.
His head was topped with a crown of thorns.
Physically spent and bleeding, he had to carry his own cross, at least for a time, before someone else was compelled to do that.
Nails were hammered in his hands and feet and he was raised to the sky to hang between two thieves.
Jesus, the very Son of God....
He was still mocked on the cross and offered vinegar to drink.
Even in his pain and suffering, he conversed with the thieves and one who showed repentance was told that "this day you shall be with me in paradise". I noted in my reading, too, that a centurion also said, "Surely this is the the Son of God.
Jesus cried out, and then he died.
As night approached, a man who went to the officials and asked for the body of Jesus. He took the body to his own new tomb, prepared it for entombment, and rolled a stone in front of the opening to close it. Many of the women Jesus ministered to were there also. Then the day was done.
This song comes to mind today--Beautiful Scars:
"Look at his hands, they're nail pierced.
Look at his feet, they're torn.
Look at his side, it's riven.
And His brow, oh, He wore a crown of thorns.
And the world would look at the torture
And declare it was only a shame.
But the scars that He took at Calvary
Bring healing through faith in His name.
Beautiful scars the world cannot see.
Beautiful scars hold attraction for me.
Marks from a death that was destined to be.
Beautiful scars to me!"
I haven't given you all the details of this day. I have read the scriptures and encourage you to do the same. Read it with awe and wonder mixed with a tear or two or more for what Jesus did for you and for me.
The story doesn't end here, though. A lot can happen in three days. Just wait, Sunday's coming!
Consider....
A "judge" who didn't feel the "criminal" was guilty but with the tradition of releasing one on this Passover time, the crowd wanted Barabbas, a known murderer. The crowd got their way. Barabbas walked free.
Jesus was "prepared" to die on the cross.
He was mocked.
He was beaten.
He was scourged.
His head was topped with a crown of thorns.
Physically spent and bleeding, he had to carry his own cross, at least for a time, before someone else was compelled to do that.
Nails were hammered in his hands and feet and he was raised to the sky to hang between two thieves.
Jesus, the very Son of God....
He was still mocked on the cross and offered vinegar to drink.
Even in his pain and suffering, he conversed with the thieves and one who showed repentance was told that "this day you shall be with me in paradise". I noted in my reading, too, that a centurion also said, "Surely this is the the Son of God.
Jesus cried out, and then he died.
As night approached, a man who went to the officials and asked for the body of Jesus. He took the body to his own new tomb, prepared it for entombment, and rolled a stone in front of the opening to close it. Many of the women Jesus ministered to were there also. Then the day was done.
This song comes to mind today--Beautiful Scars:
"Look at his hands, they're nail pierced.
Look at his feet, they're torn.
Look at his side, it's riven.
And His brow, oh, He wore a crown of thorns.
And the world would look at the torture
And declare it was only a shame.
But the scars that He took at Calvary
Bring healing through faith in His name.
Beautiful scars the world cannot see.
Beautiful scars hold attraction for me.
Marks from a death that was destined to be.
Beautiful scars to me!"
I haven't given you all the details of this day. I have read the scriptures and encourage you to do the same. Read it with awe and wonder mixed with a tear or two or more for what Jesus did for you and for me.
The story doesn't end here, though. A lot can happen in three days. Just wait, Sunday's coming!
Consider....
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