Monday, February 23, 2009

Matthew 27:1-34

I am sad in the pit of my stomach at reading this. The horror of it breaks my heart. The cold-hearted release of a guilty man and the purple-coated mockery, the thorn-pounding beatings make my heart sick.

Oh, Pilate washes his hands in a futile attempt to erase his guilt. The people eagerly accept the guilt on behalf of their children, too.

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