Jesus was Tortured
There Jesus hung, bleeding, dying. Forgiving those who nailed Him there, bleeding from being beaten for hours, nails driven into His hands and feet. I’m sure it was a horrifying scene watching the crucifixion – the best devised torture ever.
He was Innocent
Here was the God/Man who had gone all through the countryside, healing, teaching, displaying His Godlike qualities. With a word, He altered the forces of nature – stilled storms, healed palsied limbs, restored sight, drove out demons. When the Pharisees wanted to stone Him for claiming to be God, Jesus asked them, “For which of these (miracles) are you stoning me?” They said, “We are not stoning you for those but because you claim to be God.” You see? The Pharisees weren’t fooled. They knew Jesus claimed to be God and He had proved it. Maybe that’s what galled them most. It was so threatening to them, they had to have him murdered to stop Him, saying, “The whole world is gone after Him.”
Jesus Would Rise
The ultimate proof of being God was when Jesus was raised from the dead. Again, the Pharisees feared that, asking Pilate to seal the stone and set a watch. It was fruitless because they couldn’t thwart the purposes of the Heavenly Father. Jesus was honored by being raised from the dead. Earlier, He had said He had the power to lay down His life and take it up again. And He proved it.
The Pharisees never found his dead body because it didn’t exist. Jesus appeared to more than 500 followers at one time. He stayed on earth for 40 days after His resurrection.
Jesus Paid for OUR Sins
When Jesus hung on that cross, He paid for the sins of the entire world for all time. In His torture, we are blessed. We are forgiven. That crude instrument of torture has become for us a symbol of love and victory. Jesus won in the end. And we will too.
Blessings on your journey of faith, anita
Beyond Myself: The Farm Girl & the African Chief
I describe my journey of faith in my memoir of my love story. During the 1960s, I married my anthropology professor who was a hereditary African Chief of the Mende tribe in West Africa. This led me to visit Africa a number of times and live in his remote village for a year with our 3 boys doing lay missionary work. I certainly didn’t do things perfectly. And yet, the Lord has been so gracious in my life! I can only praise and thank Him!