THE (SCIENTIFIC) DEATH OF JESUS
For the next 60 seconds, set aside whatever
You’re doing and take this opportunity! Let’s see if Satan
Can stop this.
… … … … THE
(SCIENTIFIC) DEATH OF JESUS
At the age of 33,
Jesus was condemned to death .
At the time
Crucifixion was the “worst” death. Only the worst
Criminals were condemned to be crucified. Yet it was
Even more dreadful for Jesus, unlike
Other criminals condemned to death by
Crucifixion Jesus was to be nailed to the
Cross by His hands and feet.
Was 6 to 8 inches long.
Were driven into His wrist. Not
Into His palms as is commonly
Portrayed. There’s a tendon in the wrist that
Extends to the shoulder. The Roman guards knew
That when the nails were being hammered into the
Wrist that tendon would tear and
Break, forcing Jesus to use His back
Muscles to support himself so that He could
Both of His feet
Were nailed together. Thus He was forced to
Support Himself on the single nail that
Impaled His feet to the cross. Jesus could
Not support himself with His legs because of the pain
So He was forced to alternate between arching His
Back then using his legs just to continue to
Breath. Imagine the struggle, the pain, the
Suffering, the courage.
Jesus endured this
Reality for over 3 hours.
Over 3 hours! Can you imagine this kind of
Suffering? A few minutes before He died,
Jesus stopped bleeding. He was simply pouring water
From his wounds.
From common images
We see wounds to His hands and feet and even the spear wound
To His side… But do we realize His wounds
Were actually made in his body. A hammer
Driving large nails through the wrist, the feet overlapped
And an even large nail hammered through the arches, then a
Roman guard piercing His side with a spear. But
Before the nails and the spear Jesus was whipped and
Beaten. The whipping was so severe that it tore the
Flesh from His body. The beating so horrific that His
Face was torn and his beard ripped from His face. The
Crown of thorns cut deeply into His scalp. Most men
Would not have survived this torture.
He had no more blood
To bleed out, only water poured from His
The human adult body contains about 3.5 liters
(just less than a gallon) of blood.
Jesus poured all 3.5
Liters of his blood; He had three nails hammered into His
Members; a crown of thorns on His head and, beyond
That, a Roman soldier who stabbed a spear into His
All these without
Mentioning the humiliation He suffered after carrying His own
Cross for almost 2 kilometers, while the crowd spat in his
Face and threw stones (the cross was almost 30 kg of weight,
Only for its higher part, where His hands were
To endure this experience, to open the
Gates of Heaven,
So that you can have free
Access to God.
So that your sins
Could be “washed” away. All of them, with no exception!
Don’t ignore this situation.
CHRIST DIED FOR YOU!
He died for you! It
Is easy to pass jokes or foolish photos by e-mail, but
When it comes to God, sometimes you feel ashamed to forward
To others because you are worried of what they may think
Has plans for you, show all your friends what He experienced
To save you. Now think about this! May God bless your
Seconds with God…
For the next 60
Seconds, set aside what you’re doing and take
This opportunity! Let’s see if Satan can stop
All you have to do
Pray for the person who sent this message to
2.Then, send this
Message to people.. The more the better.
3. People will
Pray for you and you will make that many people pray to God
For other people.
4. Take a
Moment to appreciate the power of God in your life, for
Doing what pleases Him.
If you are not
Ashamed to do this, please, follow Jesus’ instructions.
He said (Matthew 10:32 & 33): “Everyone therefore
Who acknowledges me before others, I also will acknowledge
before My Father in heaven; but whosoever denies Me
before others, I will deny before my Father in heaven.
~Got this from Facebook. Of all the chain letters people have been sharing and re-posting, this I won’t ever ignore. You shouldn’t too.
Everything stated above is true. You don’t need to reblog my post or anything, I’m not asking you to. But Jesus loves us like that, sharing this is the least we could do and there are a lot of options we could share this :)
To all my children:
A few years ago, I saw a tee-shirt with the words “Live Long Enough to Be a Burden to Your Children." Back then, I thought it was funny, Today, I don’t think it’s funny at all, because I am afraid I’m doing just that. None of us want to be a burden to our family, but the older we get, the more we realize that age comes not only to the aging person, but to the family, as well. Both must accept old age and make the necessary adjustments.
Sometimes I wonder how the children of Methuselah felt about their father who lived to be 969 years old. Imagine, at more than 900 years old, did he have all of his faculties at that age? Or was he blind, deaf, and maybe so feeble that he couldn’t walk? Did his children worry about whether he was eating right, getting enough exercise and dressing warmly enough? How did he accept his advancing years? These questions came to mind because, as a parent, I hate having to rely on my children to do things for me that I could do for myself a few years ago.
You children are always so kind and generous about looking after me, but I want to be doing for myself. I long to drive my car again. I want to go alone to the grocery store to shop, and I want to drive myself there. I want…but you get the idea. What I really want is to be 70 again. The truth of it is, that our roles are reversed, and now I am your child needing you in a special way.
I suppose my upcoming birthday started my thoughts along these lines. You never forget my birthday, or any other special day, without a gift. I realize the problems you must have in choosing a gift, because I have what I need in material possessions. This is a good time to tell you that what I truly want are things I can never get enough of, yet they are free. I want the intangibles. I want just a little more of your time, and that’s selfish of me, I know, because you have your own children, and grandchildren, who want your time, and also you need time for yourselves. But all I want is just a few unhurried minutes. I would like for you to come and sit with me, and for you to be relaxed. It makes me so nervous when you sit on the edge of your chair and keep looking at your watch. We can talk, or we can be silent. I would just like for us to be together.
You children who live out of town are thoughtful to call me on the phone, but I would like it if you could just write once or twice a month. Then I could look forward to reading and rereading your letters. I don’t always hear every word you say on the phone, and a letter or two would help me greatly.
I need your patience when I don’t hear what you say the first time, so please don’t be annoyed. I know how tiresome it is to always be repeating , but sometimes I must ask you to repeat. Now, you don’t need to yell at me, just speak slowly. I need your patience when I think too much about the past. I need your patience with my slowness and my set ways. I want you to be tolerant with what the years have done to me physically.
Please be understanding about my personal care habits. I really can’t see when my dress is dirty or the floor needs cleaning. I spill things. I lose things. I get unduly excited when I try to figure out my bank statements. I can’t remember what time to take my medication, or if I took it already. I take too many naps, I know, because you have said, “Quit spending all of your time sleeping.” Well, sometimes when I sleep in the daytime, it was because I was awake half the night. At other times, sleep helps to pass the day. When I have nothing but time on my hands, a 15-minute nap seems like an hour.
Well, there you have it: time, patience, and understanding. These are the priceless gifts that I want. Over and over again, I take my Bible, (thank God that I can still read), and I read what Paul wrote in Philippians 4:11: “I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content.” But oh, how trying!
I know what it is to be in need, and what it is to have more than enough. I remember how your father and I struggled through the depression, and then how wonderful it was when we finally had a good nest egg, and had saved something for old age. I am thankful I can still care for myself financially (that is, unless I live to be 969!)
Finally, in his letter, Paul wrote, “I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.” I know I can, too! Maybe I can’t do all I want to, the way I used to, but how comforting it is to know His eye is on the sparrow and I know He cares for me. I guess being 80 isn’t so bad after all! God has blessed me so much.
[ The letter was read by Dr. Dobson on the “Focus on the Family” radio broadcast entitled, “Caring for Elderly Parents.” ]
But it doesn’t mean being gay is okay for Him. ‘Coz He made us as we are and they try to be something else He did not make. They’re just confused, and if they don’t realize this being a homo is wrong, God is sad, weeping not less.
But God doesn’t and will never love us less, despite any behaviors.