Now it was the third hour, and they crucified Him. No how. No gory details. Just the plain facts. They crucified Him. The Saviour of the World. The King of Glory. The Son of God. They crucified Him.
And at the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?” which is translated, “My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?”
Alone in His time of need. His disciples had fled. The women who loved Him were there but at a distance. The soldiers and religious leaders had mocked Him and were probably now ignoring Him, waiting for Him to die so that they could go home.
Alone. And now it appeared that the Father had also deserted Him.
And Jesus cried out with a loud voice, and breathed His last. So when the centurion, who stood opposite Him, saw that He cried out like this and breathed His last, he said, “Truly this Man was the Son of God!”
And so He is.
(From Mark 15, verses 25, 34, 37, 39, NKJV)
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