Jesus endured being treated or mistreated by his own creation. Tried in an unjust court, he was represented or looked upon by the religious world as a common criminal, enemy of the state, enemy number one. But this was all part of God’s plan. Jesus died so we could live. He took the sins of the world of all of humanity, past, present, and future, to that shameful, pitiful, agonizing cross, Golgotha, the place of the skull, the weight of death, sin, and darkness, to bring salvation, life, light, love, hope, peace, and purpose. God’s redemptive work cannot be stopped; it was mandated since the foundation of the world by him, the creator, giver, and sustainer of life. So our efforts to prevent, change, and turn rebuke his purpose fall into his hands, plans, and purpose. The crucifixion was the most painful way to die; the humiliation, the pain, was designed to deter others from committing crimes and crimes against humanity, for it was an eyewitness, for people telling them Go down this road and this will happen to you also. Jesus was whipped, slapped, and mocked; they pulled and plucked his beard, and nailed him to a tree that resembled a cross. Pierced him in his side, demanding he come down and prove himself. But he didn’t, couldn’t, wouldn’t because that wasn’t the plan; this was. He died an actual physical death and was placed in a borrowed tomb. Humanity thought they had him, thought we were doing away with him, felt that we had the final word: Death. Boy, we had no idea. The Bible states that if we had known (that we were playing right into God’s plan, his purpose), we would not have crucified him. At the borrowed tomb, the angels stated it best, “Why look for the living among the dead? He is not here, for he has risen.” Thank you, God, for fulfilling your plan, purpose, and way. 🙏🏾❤️