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cross, and the face of the Savior was radiant with a glory like the
sun. He then bowed His head and died.
Amid the awful darkness, Christ had drained the last drops in
the cup of human woe. In those dreadful hours He had relied on the
evidence of His Father’s acceptance given Him earlier. He knew His
Father’s character, and by faith He rested in Him, the One He had
always found joy in obeying. And as He committed Himself to God,
the sense of having lost His Father’s favor was withdrawn. By faith,
Christ was victor.
Again darkness settled on the earth, and there was a violent
earthquake. Wild confusion followed. In the surrounding mountains,
rocks were torn apart and went crashing into the plains. Tombs broke
open, and the dead were thrown out. Priests, soldiers, executioners,
and people lay face down on the ground.
When the loud cry, “It is finished!” came from the lips of Christ,
it was the hour of the evening sacrifice. The lamb representing Christ
had been brought to be killed. The priest stood with the knife lifted,
the people looking on. But the earth trembled, for the Lord Himself
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drew near. With a ripping noise the inner veil of the temple was torn
from top to bottom by an unseen hand, throwing open to the gaze of
the crowd a place once filled with the presence of God. The Most
Holy Place of the earthly sanctuary was no longer sacred.
Terror and confusion were everywhere. The priest was about
to sacrifice the victim, but the knife dropped from his unnerved
hand, and the lamb escaped. Symbol had met fulfillment. The great
sacrifice had been made. A new and living way was prepared for all.
Afterward the Savior was to officiate as Priest and Advocate in the
heaven of heavens. “He entered once for all into the Holy Place ...
with his own blood, thus obtaining eternal redemption.”
Hebrews
9:12
, NRSV.
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