This is a Good Friday post, though it is a little belated as it's already Easter Sunday as I was writing this.

At the sixth hour darkness came over the whole land until the ninth hour. And at the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice, "Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?"—which means, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?"

Mark 15:33

To be honest, I didn't understand this verse, though it's a very familiar one. Why would God forsake Jesus when he needed Him the most? Perhaps we'll never fully understand this. And I can't even attempt to explain it because I don't know. And I can never understand what Jesus would have felt on the cross as well. It can be so difficult to write it down. The pain and the anguish. And it's not just physical. Knowing that the people who you love can be filled with so much hatred for you. Yet, it must still be done. He must still go to the cross and die for them. What love is it? It is the love for all generations to come. To suffer death as all humans will suffer. To taste it and overcome it. To go wher no man has gone before. The commnuion with the Father was broken becaue he who has no sin has taken it all because of us. How can God look on and pretrend that everything is alright? He looked away and for that mement there was darkeness. A sense of hepelessness. But as always annd as it will allways be, God will always be there. and in his heart, he knew it. That the Father will never forsaken him. His love is so much greater and so is his pain.