Easter is a puzzling holiday for some people. This occasion has been sadly confused and used by some as a day for the ‘Easter Bunny’, candy, and gifts. People have pushed away the truth. The truth is what we are going to look at right now.
Up a road, a band of men were marching. The dust flew everywhere. In the middle of the group a man was carrying a heavy, wooden cross. He was stumbling with this burden, and being mocked and jeered at bitterly. He carried the burden and was later taken and nailed onto that same cross. A crown of thorns was placed on his head, and he had a robe put around him. The mockers laughed and scoffed.
“Father, forgive them, for they know not what they are doing!” This man looked up to heaven, praying for his unjust, cruel persecutors. Then, a moment later, he called out loudly, “It is finished! Father, into your hands I commit my spirit!” Breathing his last, darkness covered the land, the earth trembled, and the curtain that blocked the Holy of Holies from all men but the priests, was torn in two.
If this was the end of this truth, would there be hope? So, a man came, was falsely accused, put to death on the cross, and placed in a tomb? If, like he claimed, he was the Son of God, then what do we Christians have hope in? In a man who died? What is so remarkable about that? Nothing- if the tale was over. But, it was not! Three days later, this blameless man rose again! The prophesies about the Son of God were true!
By: Stella
For: Fundamentals of Writing Newsletter
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