How come this man, wearing a crown made of thorns, scorned by the ones he loved, mocked by the ones in power, killed among the scum of the earth, abandoned by the ones closest to him, punished for a life of love, beaten for loving his enemies, butchered to usher-in hope, would accept his fate, and not open his mouth?By a great perversion of justice his life was snuffed out. Yet in that act of hanging from the Cross, for love of his enemies, the hope of the world was achieving a decisive victory against evil, pain and suffering. The moment of His greatest weakness and apparent defeat – Is the moment that victory has been secured. I love Easter!
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