Matthew 27: 45 From noon until three in the afternoon darkness came over all the land.
Jesus is being crucified. The rebels are on either side of him. He has already been whipped, and the soldiers took his clothing. People passing by made fun of him, so powerless now. At 3, he cries out and dies.
The injustice of it and the pain he suffered make it hard to read. I can better imagine the whole world gone dark in midday. How dark must the hearts of the followers have been! To see this man, their teacher whom they loved, treated so badly. How could they possibly foresee a time when things would be good again?
Prayer: Lord, I am so sad when I picture the crucifixion. It's just so unfair, so cruel, and I hurt for the pain Your people have caused You. I confess that I have contributed to that. Please forgive me. I know all my blessings are thanks to Your horrid sacrifice.
Amen
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