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On the Friday we call Good Jesus was the only one at the cross who could possibly die. Because he was the only living soul on Planet Earth. Jesus was alive when God’s love drove the nails our sins screamed out for into his hands and feet. Nails of love punctured flesh as blood so precious streamed down to the ground. A puddle of incomprehensible love soaking into the soil.
His innocence now gone he gasped and cried. Purity now covered in muck and shame. And when the sun fully scorched the beautiful bloom of grace Jesus could no longer suck in enough air to breathe. And finally his heart stopped beating.
In an instant all hell broke loose and darkness covered the moment as his lifeless mangled body hung for all the world to see. God’s undeniable expression.
I love you.
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