daughter of the king

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K this will be my last post for the day. Sorry!
this is a comunion talk i wrote the other day. can you guys comment on what u think coz i never written anything like this before. Its kinda graphic! most of its my own excetp the middle bit which i stole from somewhere.



As I was think about communion. And I thought what is communion. Well to me communion is remembering what Christ did on the cross and thanking him for it. So what really happened on the cross, all Mark 15:24 says is "And the crucified him." But what is crucifixion really? What did Jesus go through for you?

The cross is placed on the ground and the exhausted man is quickly thrown backwards with his shoulders against the wood. The legionnaire feels for the depression at the front of the wrist. He drives a heavy, square wrought-iron nail through the wrist and deep into the wood. Quickly he moves to the other side and repeats the action, being careful not to pull the arms too tightly, but to allow some flex and movement. The cross is then lifted into place.

The left foot is pressed backward against the right foot, and with both feet extended, toes down, a nail is driven through the arch of each, leaving the knees flexed. The victim is now crucified. As he slowly sags down with more weight on the nails in the wrists, excruciating, fiery pain shoots along the fingers and up the arms to explode in the brain--the nails in the wrists are putting pressure on the nerves. As he pushes himself upward to avoid this stretching torment, he places the full weight on the nail through his feet. Again he feels the searing agony of the nail tearing through the nerves between the bones of his feet. As the arms fatigue, cramps sweep through the muscles, knotting them in deep, relentless, throbbing pain. With these cramps comes the inability to push himself upward to breathe. Air can be drawn into the lungs but not exhaled. He fights to raise himself in order to get even one small breath. Finally carbon dioxide builds up in the lungs and in the blood stream, and the cramps partially subside. Spasmodically he is able to push himself upward to exhale and bring in life-giving oxygen.

Hours of this limitless pain, cycles of twisting, joint-rending cramps, intermittent partial asphyxiation, searing pain as tissue is torn from his lacerated back as he moves up and down against the rough timber. Then another agony begins: a deep, crushing pain deep in the chest as the pericardium slowly fills with serum and begins to compress the heart. It is now almost over--the loss of tissue fluids has reached a critical level--the compressed heart is struggling to pump heavy, thick, sluggish blood into the tissues--the tortured lungs are making a frantic effort to gasp in small gulps of air. He can feel the chill of death creeping through is tissues. . .Finally he can allow his body to die.

As Jesus hung on the cross, with pain tormenting his body, his mind was not on the intense agony, nor was it on the shame and humiliation of being kill in the way only the worse criminals were. His mind wasn’t on the jeering mocking crowds, or the angry soldiers…..His mind was on you.
As the nails were driven through his hands and his feet……. his mind was on you.
As the cross was lifted in to place and his full weight hung from his hands……. his mind was on you.
As he battled for each breath……. his mind was on you.
As he listened to the tormenting crowds……. his mind was on you.
As he felt the tendons being torn from his wrists……. his mind was on you.

I think crucifixion is kind of like child birth (not that I have actually been through it) as the mother goes through the intense pain of labor she keeps reminding herself. Keep going, press through the pain, the end result my child will be worth it.
Jesus’ pain was much more sever but I think he still kept reminding himself. Keep going, press through the pain, the end result my child will be worth it. You are Jesus’ child and you were worth it. Jesus never regretted what he did for you. But have you thanked him for it