what if . . .

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Today is Passover and I was thinking of Jesus' crucifixion when I got this huge onslaught of "what if's". The Bible is silent about a lot of things, but I just had to ask.

Matthew says "and when they crucified him" (27:35).
Mark says "and they crucified him" (15:24)
Luke says "there they crucified him" (23:33)
John says "when they crucified him" (19:23)

But how? How do we know the soldiers crucified him by laying him down on the wood and nailing him to it? How do we know they soldiers raised it up? They certainly did'nt bring the cross up there themselves, so why should they raise it and the man nailed to it?

What if Jesus had to set his own cross in place on the hill?

What if Jesus had to climb a small ladder, grasping the cross in places, holding onto its sides and balancing, perhaps embracing the cross so as not to fall off because of his blood that was now all over the place?

What if he had to get his balance on the small perch, turn around, holding the cross behind him and spread his arms out one at a time as if embracing the world, only to have his hands hammered into place?

What if the only support he had from the soldiers was the nails they put through his body?

What if he had to pull his feet up onto the brace so they could be nailed, holding his own body weight up by his nail-pierced hands?

What if the crowd cried, "Come Down" referring to the reverse manner in which they watched him go up?


Just thinking, that's all . . .

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