Reflecting this morning on these penultimate words of Jesus on the cross and wondering how He uttered them. Was it with resignation, as He knew His physical death was immiment? Was it with pride, that he had shown no cowardice? Was it with sorrow, for all from whom He was parting...his mother and his friends? Was it with resentment, for the way in which he had been betrayed by Judas, a man he called brother and disciple? Was he angry at having been falsely accused and murdered for fictitional crimes?
I think that perhaps earlier in the cruxifixion process, He might have had all of these feelings, for after all, He was human, the Word made flesh. We are told that at about the ninth hour of His ordeal, likely at the pinnacle of physical pain and mental anguish, Christ cried out "My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?". In this, and by those words, He gave us, forever, the gift of perceiving His humanity, whereby we can can embrace ours. We see this avtaar, this enlightened Being that was Jesus, descending into a time of despair, struggle and darkness and feeling cast off by God the Father....and it resonates with us so deeply. We who so often doubt, we who so often fear, we who so often feel betrayed and alone.
But I believe that by the time he uttered the words: "It is finished", he had processed through his humanity and reconnected with his Divinity. So it was said with acceptance and an incredible amount of Love. Love for God, Love for Self and Love for all others. He had already forgiven the betrayals and all of the ugliness which represented the worst of people acting out of their smallness. He was invested with a a great peace, I think, for He had done what He was sent to do; he had obeyed Divine Will. And He proved that all of the concerted efforts of the dark are ulimately ineffective in extinguishing The Light. They killed his body, but they could not kill his message: the Good News, whereby the Via Dolorosa was transformed to the Via Delamor.
As the time of testing drew to its end the scriptures say He uttered: "Father, into Your Hands I commend my spirit"....ex-pire, His breath left. And the sense I have is of triumph (without pride), merger with God and overwhelming peace for a destiny fulfilled.
He has shown us how to go Home...The Way, The Truth and The Life. Now is the time of Resurrection. Death, and all that is of death, has no power over us. Life is meant to be lived in truth, walking the path of the Spirit. We were created out of Love and are meant to Love, such that there is none held in reserve by the time we draw that last breath. Then Let There Be Peace, within and without.
Happy Easter, with all my love....
I am a field of awareness. Any thing beyond that is identification with form...