HE is blindfolded but He knows there is a heavy left hook about to smash into His right cheek in 3 seconds. Before the soldier on the right grabs the stick to hit him- He already knows its coming down his torn and sore back. His time is running out. Death is beckoning. He sighs long and painfully.
It feels just like seconds ago when He was creating these limbs. He remembers forming the calves of the leg that is about to kick Him in the ribs. His fingers had lovingly shaped the leg....knowing it was going to be a Roman soldier's leg. A very strong roman soldier! He staggers and falls over ...knowing exactly where His palms will be bruised when He hits the ground.
He braces Himself for the crown of thorns that is about to be forced on HIS head. Ahhh yes. He can remember this very thorn bush-where these thorns came from. He had planted and watched the thorn bush grow- and He had always known it would form His mock crown!
As a strong and calloused Roman hand reaches out and grabs his beard to yank Him to His feet, He let's out another sigh- He knows the worst is yet to come. He is not thinking about the physical crucifixion- the most degrading and painful death designed for the 'lowest'. No. Yes of course the crucifixion will be extremely painful and unbearable- BUT that's not what He is worried about-No!
His mind is pre occupied by something else. Something infinitely worse than a cruel death!
He is dreading the moment He will feel all alone and rejected. The moment when the sins of the world will all be hurled on Him and His Father.... His dear loving Father will turn away from Him.
He trembles thinking about the moment His Holy father cannot look at Him anymore! When their fellowship will be broken for the very first time! When He will feel His Fathers love withdrawn!
That's what He is dreading the most!
That's going to hurt. That's going to hurt really really bad... He feels His knees become weak as he shudders at the thought. He falls under the weight of the cross He has been forced to carry. Catching his breath. Breathing heavily and consciously. Every second now counts.... every tic of the clock pushing Him closer to His most dreaded minute! When the Father will hide His face from Him!
Just moments ago, He and His father and the Spirit had created the universe from nothing. They had spoken planets into existence. With His own word, He had flung the the countless stars into the galaxies- and the angels had squealed in delight! Clapping like little children. He remembered the "uuus" and "ahhhs" when the Father declared " Let there be light!'- in His thunderous authoritative voice!
Just awhile ago, they had watched Adam take His first breath- dust becoming flesh and bones and sinews and muscles! The Holy spirits' breath filling new human lungs for the very first time! All the creatures had stopped dead in their tracks- heaven had been silent - watching with bated breath-knowing they were watching the most loved creature being ushered into existence! God was creating a creature in His own image! This was the climax of creation! Pin drop silence as the clay-man slowly rose to his feet and looked around,confused unsteady, trying to understand his surroundings!
And now....the unthinkable was happening! The creature was beating the creator! Cursing and beating THE HOLY ONE!
The tiny man was ordering Him- The INFINITE ONE, the ALMIGHTY, to pick up His cross! How could this be?
The angels huddle closer and whisper as they look down on the INFINITE one breathing His last on the cross!
Puzzlement fills their pure faces- one of them could easily massacre this whole Roman army in a matter of seconds! Just give the word and Arch Angel michael could take out the planet in a flash!
But No.... They have been ordered to do nothing.... NOTHING! All they can do is watch. Watch...while these wretched vile little fleshlings beat and curse the HOLY ONE!
What could this mean?
3 days later the angels understand! THE HOLY ONE is alive! HE has risen!
It was the Redemption plan! He died for these vile, filthy little humans! The promise has been fulfilled! These little humans have been redeemed by the blood of the HOLY ONE! They are now welcome to enter the HOLY ONE's presence! Heaven-the Holy place- is now open to sinners!
The angels rush and fall down at His feet! They hide their faces with their wings for He is ablaze with His glory.... again! His face is like fire! His countenance is blinding light!
They fall on their faces in worship and sing .. " HOLY! HOLY! HOLY!
THE HOLY ONE looks down with a smile and nods at them! HE whispers.... but it thunders and shakes heaven! HE says.... " It is finished! The Plan has been fulfilled!"
... And Heaven breaks into celebration.......
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