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Imagine the immense pain and horror Jesus had in that one moment..  

A thought came to me today while praying and thinking about Jesus. I think of Him often,His love for us His pain he endured for us. While i make the crosses, i see His suffering with each carving and shaping of the cross. OUR vile actions against the Father that Jesus knew he would take on. From the beginning, imagine doing nothing wrong but loving all, teaching words of love, showing the will of His Father. He said often He was doing the will of the Father. In a holy vision to me that is being finalized into song, the words “your desires are the Father's, only His way is the way.” Shows that Jesus, who is the Son of God, who is one of the Holy Trinity, was doing the Father's will.

He prayed three different times in the Garden on the night of Him being taken away. Three times for at least an hour each time. For He admonished them that they could not stay awake for ‘at least’ an hour. So, possibly a little less. Imagine the intensity of the prayers, Jesus talking to His Father, knowing the suffering He would endure. 

Mark 14:34 KJV  And saith unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful unto death: tarry ye here, and watch 

The long tortured journey to the hill to be finally nailed to the cross. Suffering immeasurably. Now the moment comes. He knew He was almost done with His task of saving us. Our sins ripped through Him with every lash, torn into him with each nail. Every drop of blood a scream through the halls of His soul! Pain of which we will never experience. 

Then.. Separation from the Father. Forever was with the Father until that moment. Imagine the intensity of the pain our Lord felt then yelled out. Obviously the knowledge of that moment of separation  was kept from Him. He did not know He would not feel the presence of the Father. That is the horrendous amount of sins committed so bad and so many that Jesus had to feel separation from the Father for the first time, in time. In the existence of time. To take on pain we will never know, to be so tortured physically, then had to be separated from the Father. i cannot even imagine Jesus's sorrow  silence in His soul, His Father turned away

Father God will not look at sin, Jesus had taken all the sins to the point of being completely blotted out of the Father's vision. I believe there are two reasons for the separation. One, is because He will not look upon Sin, and I feel Jesus had to feel, experience the pain of the void life is without the Father, that is the horrendous amount of sins He took away.

FIRE INSIDE ~ WORDS THAT MITCH LITERALLY BEGAN SPEAKING AFTER BEING AWAKENED 

FIRE INSIDE - Words that came to Mitch while resting...  
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I was soaking in a hot tub, resting after cycling several miles. I fell asleep but was awakened with these words being spoken. I was saying them, "Nobody told them they  have a fire inside.." .. I got up and wrote them down. and more came to life. We have a fire inside, it is our soul and our love for God! This talks of the journey of life when we are lost in drugs, temptations and life has us by our souls. Then a  realization we wasted life, then finding God, and the ‘fire inside.’The last words of this I feel, felt like was from a place in life when time says God is real. WE all have a fire inside! Never too late!  

 


Nobody told them they had a fire inside.. 

and the wish did slip around in their mind, 

lips of ice told of lies of days gone by.. 


 

I watch the blue drip down my wall as I sit.. in my bathroom stall 

I sprinkle powder and then I know it all.. 

Burning eyes see the cold of heat 

hands feeble try to feel complete.. whispered.. but the power is gone 


 

I watch my feet follow the morning dawn but the shadows only know the torn 

of the ease of tears 

and the watch.. of those who mourn.. 


 

I grab my head as I feel it burst with pain from the very first of the thought.. 

of power now thrown with thirst 

pulling my feet back inside my head 

I float..into oblivion 

...dead.. 

where the mast meets the sail of eternity 


 

the waste of time now the gone of mine 

is this life..I throw against that wall of sublime and the wish.. that moves around in

my mind ......... 


 

somebody tell them they have a fire inside!

not to waste a moment of this place we reside called life.. and live and never hide.. 

lips of ice can be warmed again 

fire released can be used my friend 

..open those feeble hands again and survive!