HE NEVER SAID, "I AM FINISHED"

Jesus said, "It is finished." (John 19:30) And for good reason.

It was all finished. Down the drain. No more death. The world had its substitutionary atonement. Jesus had sacrificed His life for ours. The penalty for every sin we ever committed or will commit was paid for us. By His shed blood.

His pain, of course, was finished, too. Because in God's perfect plan, He sent Jesus from Heaven to earth to live as man, as the Son of Man. To fully experience our temptations, to fully understand our failures, our shortcomings. And, ultimately, to die perhaps the most excruciating death known to man. Crucifixion.

Satan's finished, too. No longer would there be a final death. Not for Jesus followers. There is only eternal life. Oh, rest assured there's eternal life for non-followers of Jesus, too. But it's not the kind anyone would want. The lake of fire. Forever being separated from God. Maybe that's more excruciating than what Jesus endured. I certainly think it is.

Today is Easter Sunday. The best day of the year. The original Easter Sunday was the best day in history. Or should I have spelled it His story. For that's what it is. That's what it will always be. Have a blessed Easter, for He is risen. He is risen indeed!