Sunday, April 21, 2019

God Dying


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+------God Dying; Jesus' Last Thoughts On The Cross

Hanging betwixt two
thieves, a thorn-crowned
King naked. My clothes gambled
away. Blood streams
from my whip-gashed brow
in my eyes, I flit in and
out consciousness.
The one to my left, a liar
in blasphemy’s thralls,
full of taunting – Satan
dangling from the Tree
in Eden seducing
disobedience. I think of David
trembling in Adullam’s cave
fleeing Saul. Of Aeneas wailing
watching the Greeks burn
Troy, his family. Blackened skies,
my presage. So now
I have fully known broken
dreams. My Father, my friends
are gone. So this how dying feels.
This is how Adam felt. When he
fell and his eyes rolled back.
I cant breathe. 

------John 19:17-30
Finally Pilate handed him over to them to be crucified. So the soldiers took charge of Jesus. Carrying his own cross, he went out to the place of the Skull (which in Aramaic is called Golgotha). There they crucified him, and with him two others—one on each side and Jesus in the middle. Pilate had a notice prepared and fastened to the cross. It read: jesus of nazareth, the king of the jews. Many of the Jews read this sign, for the place where Jesus was crucified was near the city, and the sign was written in Aramaic, Latin and Greek. The chief priests of the Jews protested to Pilate, “Do not write ‘The King of the Jews,’ but that this man claimed to be king of the Jews.” Pilate answered, “What I have written, I have written.” When the soldiers crucified Jesus, they took his clothes, dividing them into four shares, one for each of them, with the undergarment remaining. This garment was seamless, woven in one piece from top to bottom. “Let’s not tear it,” they said to one another. “Let’s decide by lot who will get it.”
This happened that the scripture might be fulfilled that said,
“They divided my clothes among them
    and cast lots for my garment.”
So this is what the soldiers did.
Near the cross of Jesus stood his mother, his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. When Jesus saw his mother there, and the disciple whom he loved standing nearby, he said to her, “Woman, here is your son,”  and to the disciple, “Here is your mother.” From that time on, this disciple took her into his home. Later, knowing that everything had now been finished, and so that Scripture would be fulfilled, Jesus said, “I am thirsty.” A jar of wine vinegar was there, so they soaked a sponge in it, put the sponge on a stalk of the hyssop plant, and lifted it to Jesus’ lips. When he had received the drink, Jesus said, “It is finished.” With that, he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.

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