Nibiru, Planet X, The Great Red Dragon – I’ll pick them back up next week, but now I feel led to discuss something more relevant, more important, – Jesus Christ.
Our Lord and Savior was crucified today nearly 2,000 years ago. I know most folks will say what? Haven’t you heard of Good Friday? What kinda christian are you? Well, I’m the kind that loves Christ with all her heart and soul. The kind that cries with shame and remorse every time I read the accounts of my Savior’s last day before He died for me. The kind that is anguished watching movies or programs depicting the agony of my sweet Lord as he suffered for me, for my sins, my vileness. It was me who held those nails, that swung the hammer, in my soul I feel every blow of my responsibility for Him being on that cross. Today my heart breaks under the weight of what I did to hold Him there. I recall the times I denied him like Peter, the decisions I regret just as Judas did, the things I did that rejected and pushed my Savior away for so very long. That are why he had to die that horrible death that Wednesday so long ago. For you see he didn’t die on Friday, he couldn’t have if he was in the grave for 3 nights and 3 days as he said he would be. If he died around 3pm as the Bible tells us on Friday as the common tradition is and rose before sunrise on Sunday morning well that’s a day and a half at best he was in the grave, definitely not the three days and nights He mentions in the passage below.
For just as Jonah was three days and three nights in the belly of the great fish, so will the Son of Man be three days and three nights in the heart of the earth. Matthew 12:40
We know He rose on Sunday morning, scripture is clear on that.
Now after the Sabbath, toward the dawn of the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to see the tomb. Matthew 28:1
The first day of the week is Sunday. So let’s look at what the Gospels say about this most important week, this week that literally changed the world. That changed BC to AD, that conquered death and the grave once and for all, that gave hope to the lost and dying world groaning under the weight and wages of sin.
Now on the first day of Unleavened Bread the disciples came to Jesus, saying, “Where will you have us prepare for you to eat the Passover?” He said, “Go into the city to a certain man and say to him, ‘The Teacher says, My time is at hand. I will keep the Passover at your house with my disciples.’” And the disciples did as Jesus had directed them, and they prepared the Passover. Matthew 26:17-19
And on the first day of Unleavened Bread, when they sacrificed the Passover lamb, his disciples said to him, “Where will you have us go and prepare for you to eat the Passover?” Mark 14:12
Then came the day of Unleavened Bread, on which the Passover lamb had to be sacrificed. Luke 22:7
Now before the Feast of the Passover, when Jesus knew that his hour had come to depart out of this world to the Father, having loved his own who were in the world, he loved them to the end. John 13:1
In all four Gospels we see that the Last Supper was the Passover meal eaten that Tuesday evening after sunset (actually Wednesday according to Jewish time) and the first day of the Feast of Unleavened Bread or Passover was that Wednesday. After eating the Passover meal, he traveled to the Garden of Gethsemane to pray, seeking God’s will and not his own but knowing full well what he would endure in the coming hours. The weight he would bear for the world that had and would largely reject and deny him. The cup he would be willingly drank more bitter than gall, more loathsome than the most vile poison, yet Christ obeyed his Father and drank willingly of it for all. He was so anguished in His soul not over the physically pain he would suffer but the spiritual pain he knew he would endure that he actually sweat blood, that’s love people. It was while they were in the Garden that Judas betrays Him with a kiss and he is taken, taken by those who would mock, beat, and torture him before turning him over to the Romans who would then scourge him, ripping the flesh from his bones, crowning him with thorns, mocking the King with a purple robe. A royal purple robe that became scarlet with the blood he was shedding for the sins of the world. Then when he was beaten to what should have been beyond the point of death Pilate offered to set him free and crucify the vile murderer Barabas instead. But it wasn’t the will of the Jewish leaders, the people or the Father. All this has taken place in the early morning hours of that fateful Wednesday for before 9am our Lord was staggering in a horrific parade through the streets of Jerusalem on his way to his death at the Place of the Skull, Golgotha, to Calvary Hill! At 9am that Wednesday they nailed him to the cross, they hung a sign saying King of the Jews over him and cast lots for his raiment. For you see they added one final humiliation to his lot, the attending Roman soldiers took his clothes and gambled over them as he hung there above suffering, dying. Psalm 22 gives us a haunting foretelling of Christ’s suffering, so accurate in it’s detail, well, just read it for yourself.
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring? O my God, I cry in the day-time, but thou answerest not; and in the night season, and am not silent. But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel. Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them. They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were not ashamed. But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people. All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying, Commit thyself unto the LORD; let him deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighteth in him. But thou art he that took me out the womb: thou didst make me trust when I was upon my mother’s breasts. I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother’s belly. Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help. Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. They gape upon me with their mouth, as a ravening and a roaring lion. I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. My Strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death. For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of evil-doers have enclosed me; they pierced my hands and my feet. I may tell all my bones; they look and stare upon me: They part my garments among them, and upon my vesture do they cast lots. Psalms 22:1-18
And then we have the Gospel accounts of the last three long, brutal hours of suffering that Wednesday.
Now from the sixth hour there was darkness over all the land until the ninth hour. And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? that is, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? And some of them that stood there, when they heard it, said, This man calleth Elijah. And straightway one of them ran, and took a sponge, and filled it with vinegar, and put it on a reed, and gave him to drink. And the rest said, Let be; let us see whether Elijah cometh to save him. And Jesus cried again with a loud voice, and yielded up his spirit. Matthew 27:45-50
And when the sixth hour was come, there was darkness over the whole land until the ninth hour. And at the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? which is, being interpreted, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? And some of them that stood by, when they heard it, said, Behold, he calleth Elijah. And one ran, and filling a sponge full of vinegar, put it on a reed, and gave him to drink, saying, Let be; let us see whether Elijah cometh to take him down. And Jesus uttered a loud voice, and gave up the ghost. Mark 15:33-37
And it was now about the sixth hour, and a darkness came over the whole land until the ninth hour, the sun’s light failing: and the veil of the temple was rent in the midst. And when Jesus had cried with a loud voice, he said, Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit: and having said this, he gave up the ghost. Luke 23:44-46
But there were standing by the cross of Jesus his mother, and his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. When Jesus therefore saw his mother, and the disciple standing by, whom he loved, he saith unto his mother, Woman, behold, thy son! Then saith he to the disciple, Behold, thy mother! And from that hour the disciple took her unto his own home. After this Jesus, knowing that all things are now finished, that the scripture might be accomplished, saith, I thirst. There was set there a vessel full of vinegar: so they put a sponge full of the vinegar upon hyssop, and brought it to his mouth. When Jesus therefore had received the vinegar, he said, It is finished: and he bowed his head, and gave up his spirit. John 19:25-30
John’s account always gets me, maybe it’s the momma in me but it gives us such a clear picture of the love our Savior has for each of us. As he was suffering, dying a most torturous death he is worried about his mom, wanting to ensure that she will be taken care of. I love that image we are given of the love of a son for the woman who bore him, I always think it shows that Christ was human just like us, even though he was God just like his Father.
At about 3pm Christ gave up the ghost, having declared “It is finished.” I will be talking more about different aspects of the day our Lord died over the next few days. We will study the different parts of it in depth, such as the thief who was saved right there on the cross, and the centurion who declared that Christ truly was the Son of God. And of course we will talk about what happened immediately after the moments described above. How Jesus shed every drop of his blood for you and I, he poured out water when his side was pierced, how there was a worldwide earthquake and the veil was torn in two, this will again bring us back to Nibiru, and point us once again to the coming of the Son of Man once more. And ultimately it points us to our glorious hope, our only hope, an empty tomb. A tomb which our Savior was placed in just before sundown that Wednesday, a tomb sealed tight and guarded. A tomb foretold by the prophets of old.
We will leave off there tonight with Christ dead, with the Savior in the dark, fulfilling his Father’s will but leaving us feeling raw, hollow, despairing. Much as I imagine his disciples felt that day. How many questions they must have had. Some must have felt guilt and remorse, others confusion, some reflection, realizing that he had told them what would happen, their scriptures had told them as well, and that maybe, just maybe all hope wasn’t lost. Maybe they just couldn’t see the big picture in the dark, maybe the sign he gave about Jonah would shed some light on things. We’ll find out in three days and nights. For now it is finished.
For now may God bless and keep you Brothers and Sisters in Christ.