Good Friday Volcano

Today is Good Friday. I am well aware of it all day. This is the day we remember that Jesus Christ not only died on the cross, but suffered so much. For us.

I had a kind of vision about this. I don't mean that I went into a trance and really "saw" this, but the idea came into my head. What follows is not an entirely biblical account, but what occurred to me.

The pain of the nails, the beating, the thorns cutting into his head, was not the worst of it. It was the burden of the sins of all mankind infused into Christ's being that was the unbearable pain he felt. He felt all the physical pain, and all the spiritual and emotional pain as well. Thank God, he died sooner than anyone expected on that cross. But it was still too long for such suffering. When the time finally came and he knew it, and he uttered those famous words, "It is finished" and the last breath of his human life was expelled, a volcano erupted in the unseen world. With that last breath, all the sins of the world were exhaled into space and lifted to heaven where they disintegrated. At that very moment, the curtain in the temple ripped wide open from top to bottom. The curtain that for centuries kept the people from "the presence of God" in the altar room, the "holiest of holies". Sudden access was granted. And as the earth literally shook, and the sky darkened, a blast of unseen light blew up from the body of Christ, a giant portal was opened like a vertical pipeline to God , and the separation of God and man was breached. And this blast of unseen light shot straight up and then, like volcanic ash, began to disperse with the wind; it began to spread abroad, and settle on people all over the world.

Jesus' resurrection two days later proved it all. But that moment of his last breath is what opened the portal to God for all of us.

Thank you Jesus.