I feel sorry for Jesus. Actually, more than just sorry.
You see, I got my wisdom teeth out two weeks ago and eventually the swelling had went down and I could start eating normal. Just yesterday, I had woken up with chipmunk cheeks and my mouth in pain. I went to the dentist to see what was wrong only to get a deep cleansing. I was and still am in terrible pain. I kept thinking how I would do anything to stop the pain. Last night I was thinking I'd rather die and was wondering why I'm being put through that sort of pain.
What is my point exactly?
If I was in enough pain to want to put an end to it all from something as small as that, then I can't even imagine what it was like for Jesus on that crucifix. He was on there longer than two days and left slowly to die with nails driven through his feet and hands. I can't even bear to imagine the sort of pain.
People even mocked Jesus: "And set up over his head his accusation written, THIS IS JESUS THE KING OF THE JEWS" (Matthew 27:37). They wrote this on his crucifix and were making fun of him for thinking he was God's son. They also made him wear a crown of thorns as irony.
People were cruel.
Before Jesus died his last words were: "Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? that is to say, My God, My God, why hast thou forsaken me?" (Matthew 27:46). He was asking God why he should be put through such pain. Everyone waited to see if Elias would save him and started wondering if this was truly God's son.
People waited and soon an earthquake happened and the graves were opened. Jesus had been resurected and then gone into the city to show himself to the people. People were fearful and realized that Jesus was truly God's son.
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