TEARS

( Crucifixion–Between 9 and Noon

Deatharound 3 p.m.

Burial–before Sundown)

SLAPPING

POKING

SPITTING

helpless

shocked

embraces withheld

LAUGHING

MOCKING

STRIPPING

stunned

horror

sobs

POUNDING

 NAILS

ECHO–

faces covered

trembling

wailing

FLESH

GROANS

BLOODY–

ANOTHER

THEN ANOTHER…

screaming!

THRUSTING

OF

THE

PLANK,

PIERCING

MOTHER EARTH’S

BODY–

TOO.

Then time stops for a moment!

It is silent–

A powerful

exchange

between two

loving

forces,

shared.

His

eyes lock to hers.

‘I am here’ she says…

He loves her more than all–

At this moment

He is once again

her own,

as

the excruciating pain

searing

through

His body

expands

across space

piercing her

very soul.

Yet,

he knows

of

her love.

He pleads

through

His tears

to her–

‘Let ME go’

His heart whispers

through

His eyes,

‘I am always yours’

and

then

He

asks

John

to

help her

make

the release.

She breaks

the bonds but

 gathers

ALL

the tears

and blood

and

places them

in her

heart.

The very heavens open

and grieve–

the very earth

rumbles

 fierce anger!

But

standing

in

the

heavens

are

two beings

in a long embrace–

as a Father of all

holds tightly

to

His Only Begotten Son!

Rejoicing!

IT IS FINISHED!

…while

on earth,

Mary’s mind envisions

…a

clean

white cloth

dipped

in water and herbs–

a quiet lullaby

 sung,

the very one

so long ago

in a tiny stable.

She gently rubs

and cleans

 hatred

and her

own

blood

out

from

the wounds.

She kisses his hands,

his feet,

his head,

his face,

as she did

all those

years ago…

her tears

purify.

He

is

ready

to

be

set

to rest.

Only when I held

my own baby

did I

understand

that

every

tear shed

every drop of blood spilt

was felt

and stored

in the heart

by

God, the Father of us all

and Mary, the

mortal mother

of Jesus Christ.

They

watched their child

suffer

for ME…

(Note: Jesus had been hastily wrapped by Joseph of Arimathea and Nicodemus on that Friday before Sundown and Mary, his mother never got to touch him, but we know that they were watched by the women who loved him. This is why, on  Sunday morning the women were the first to the tomb. They wanted to prepare the body properly and tenderly and had prepared herbs and spices for that sacred moment. The additional account of Mary wiping Jesus off after death was added for effect, to express a mother’s deep love and devotion to her child. Jesus Christ saw God, the Father, only after everything was finished; Christ went to the spirit world where all people go after death. Jesus the Christ by James E. Talmage)

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