Hey Man, Can't you see My LORD is Death

Hey, man, can’t you SEE that he is dead? 

You may not have known the fact that this man struggled so hard at the knowledge that he could CHOOSE to die or NOT die (and that the most violent and painful of deaths!) that he sweated blood at the choice. 

But weren’t you there when he was being beaten 39 times with a flail of several strands of leather embedded and tipped with iron that broke his flesh in several places each time? 

Can’t you see the blood that streamed from the gashes that are across his forehead and round his head when the crown of thorns was forced into his head? 

Have you never carried wood? Surely you know how heavy and exhausting it must have been to carry across half a town enough wood that you can be crucified on it? 

Do you have any idea of how searing it is not just to have nails driven through your hands and feet but to have your whole bodyweight hanging exactly on those nails?

To fight for every breath by lifting your body on exactly those painful spots for each breath? 

And can’t you see that at some point long ago the man stopped lifting his bodyweight to breathe so he died because there wasn’t any oxygen going into his lungs any more? 

Can’t you see that he stopped breathing long ago?

No of course you can’t see because when he stopped breathing, the sky turned dark! 

The record doesn’t say that it became like night, it says that it turned dark. 

So it was probably more like dusk or twilight.

One could see, but not see clearly, so you were only doing your job when you thrust your spear into the side of the man’s body so that you could check if he was really dead! Only doing your job.

My LORD forgave you, then who am i to blame you.No one, i am just a sinner like you who has no right to judge you.