Jesus Christ was whipped by leather lashes that opened the skin on
his back,
slow bleeding, gradually losing the grasp for air so God can forgive the mortal
as each strike landed with a loud snap.
But how could this be any worse than an honest homeless man begging for scraps
on an urban street corner for a poor lunch and water on tap.
What about the child screaming for help cause mother was raped with only forty
bucks left in her bank.
Or the proud Gay discriminated because US norms wouldn't allow
matrimonial happiness between same sex so the Church of God states you'll
burn in brimstone for establishing that love pact.
So
many people forsaken on a daily basis but still seem to think Jesus nailed to the crucifix was the ultimate
suffering.
African ancestors got it the worse when generations were put to labor for 246
years, nails through the palms and ankles couldn't possibly even come close to
a fraction for what these people had to feel.
Could you even begin to fathom the amount of Women and Children tortured during
this time of American history, the lives lost and the Men who mourned at the
cost of mortal greed and gluttony
Why
must we hold Jesus’ sacrifice on a pedestal when the mortal have suffered a
great deal?
Somewhere on this Earth, a child committed the sin of theft so his family could
hold out another rough day with crumpets of bread they would consider a good
meal.
A woman sold her body so that she could provide clothing and shelter for her
innocent newborn who's sick and having trouble taking in the polluted
atmosphere.
That curious 14 year old girl tested HIV positive because she was peer
pressured into sleeping with a grown man who has nothing left to fear.
And that father just took another life so he can pay for his daughter's college
tuition next year.