April 3, 2014
He was betrayed by a man who was supposedly his close friend. An even closer friend promised to support him but fell asleep while he was agonizing, and later disowned him. He was interrrogated and pushed from pillar to post by power-mongering men who had no fear of God. He was witnessed against by liars, was spat upon, punched, beaten, had his hair pulled, was whipped, scoffed at, ridiculed and insulted for telling the truth, taunted, stripped of his clothes and dignity, offered drugged wine, and killed by slow torture involving violent stabbing of his body, dislocation of his joints, blood loss, dehydration, asphyxiation, and eventually heart failure.
May we all flee to him, cling to him and rest in him — for he saves all who come to him with humble hearts, and he knows our griefs and pains, our weaknesses, our limping, our failures and our fears.
Read the rest of Betrayal – Our Lord Knows All About It
Please note: I reserve the right to delete comments that are offensive or off-topic. If you choose to leave a covert-abusive comment, I will read it and put it in my Fodder File for future blog posts. Some of my most popular posts are crafted this way—so bring it on, babe.