This way, to truth and life

When it was noon, 
   darkness covered the earth in gloom.
The light went out for a whole three hours;
   but in the spirit realm, busy was each and every power.
Then at 3 o'clock,
   He let out a loud squawk.
He hung with the sin of all mankind.
   like the bronze serpent on that pole entwined.
Alone in the flesh, He cried out in a loud voice.
   The sin-detesting God abandoned Him, now Holy Spirit devoid.
Eloi Eloi, lema sabachthani? 
   My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
"Look, He's calling for Elijah", they said.
    Sins of this world upon His immaculate head.
No mercy, they diped bitter herbs in vinegar.
   Put it upon a stick to His mouth, so sinister.
Wait, let's see if Elijah will come to save,
   this self-proclaimed Son of God from the grave.
Then, the curtain in the temple...
   something happened, so special.
Tore from top to bottom,
   the significance is so awesome!
No longer a separation,
    from God and the crown of His creation.
Christ now, the bridge between The Holy Place,
    and The Holy of Holies, no longer man must cover his face.
We have a new high priest,
    who takes us directly to heaven's mercy seat.
Beyond the curtain divider,
    to fraternize with God, the Father.
No man worthy to achieve this feat.
   God Himself tore the divider from heaven to earth, salvation is now complete.
The earth shook, the rocks split.
    and the graves of good men opened from the pits.
Raised to life, they left their graves.
    Sin and death conquered, no longer we are slaves.
After Jesus rose, they went to the Holy City,
    where witnesses seen them out there undeniably.
The centurion and the guards saw the earthquake.
    Watching Him all the while, their minds now awake.
Terrified, "He really was the Son of God!"
    Not some random imposter or fraud.

(Inspired by Matthew 27:45-55)
Check out the Tabernacle diagram, as described in Exodus and around chapter 26 and 41 respectively.

This poem is part of a series of rhymes titled β€˜The Matthew Series’This is the 30th poem in the series. They are all based on the gospel of Matthew and are in the correct sequence. Here are few of my favorites:

the bridge between God and man, from the Holy place to the Holy of Holies, no longer shall only the High priest enter. We have a new High Priest who doesn’t just present our offering, He takes us right up to the throne of mercy πŸ™‚ He is the (perfect) sacrifice, the High Priest and the bridge, all three-in-one


    1. He does, He does πŸ€—πŸŽ€πŸ€—πŸŽ€πŸ€—πŸŽ€πŸ€—πŸŽ€πŸ€—πŸŽ€
      Glory to God.
      Jesus loves you too brother Matt πŸŽ€πŸŒ»πŸŽ€πŸŒ»πŸŽ€πŸŒ»πŸŽ€πŸΌπŸΌπŸΌπŸΌπŸΌπŸŒ»πŸŽ€πŸŒ»πŸŽ€πŸŒ»πŸŒ»πŸŽ€

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  1. Such a wonderful reality for us who believe!! Making a Way for us to enter in (to receive grace and mercy in times of need), revealing the Truth of HIS blood purchased relationship (to have intimacy, closeness, and of our prayers HE intercedes on our behalf), and bringing us new Life (to forgive, cover over, to rescue, to restore, and to redeem us). HE is always and forever all we ever need and more…

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