I squeezed my hands all the way, and I couldn't stand it in some places, avoiding my eyes.
With such a heavy cross on the back of the bloody man, I looked at the destination for him. It was so far, so far.
It is said that this area was boycotted by major churches in the United States, which is understandable. At first I thought, if the shooting is so sensual, wouldn't it fall into the "words" and get away from the essence? How can you take pictures of Jesus' face, how can you take pictures of Satan's wandering style, why Jesus said this sentence in the four gospels, but didn't say that sentence? How did the filmmakers know what kind of pain Jesus' pain was? How many welts would fall on his back? From the perspective of a hundred Hamlet in the eyes of a hundred people, the church's resistance is entirely justified. Just as someone asks me: if you say you believe, how do you know that you believe it is true?
Good question.
At that time, I thought, this film was average, too bloody, it was like a gimmick, and there was no room for association.
Tears shed when the disc was back. Prayer can only say one sentence over and over again: Lord, how painful it is. How painful.
At that moment, I really understood why He told us not to be sad — not only not, but also shouldn't, can't. Is there any pain greater than that of the first person to bear the cross? Is it just skin pain? Jesus said to his disciples in the Garden of Gethsemane, Can't you stay alert for a while? What kind of sadness and loneliness. He knows that they are going to sleep, run away, and betray. He knows that because he knows their weakness deeply.
He prayed to the Father: If possible, what kind of fear is the cup to leave me. Suffering is his only way, and it is his work that he must accomplish. So He immediately said: But just do your will, not mine.
The night in the Garden of Gethsemane is an unprecedented night. Once Jesus is weak and surrendered, the world will sink. Gibson photographed Satan walking around Jesus, and I can appreciate his painstaking effort to photograph the dark night. Jesus endured all this in human flesh, the limit of human suffering, the limit of sorrow, the limit of loneliness, and the limit of fear. And He is an innocent person. It is like a crystal clear drop of water, on which the blood and soil of the whole world poured down.
Before, I couldn't personally understand how great the grace of the Lord was when he died on the cross for us. I know that he is innocent. I know that the so-called guilt is the sin of all human beings. As Luther said, he is the thief, the thief, the murderer, and the adulterer, but I cannot feel how great this sin is. When he was hung on the cross and slowly erected, the moment was thrilling. In a heart that is not bigger and stronger than anyone, the deepest, darkest, most bitter, and most terrifying things are gathered. Where is the blood and soul of the murderer and the slain; where is the loss of the looter and the robbed; where is the tears of the mother of the dead son; where is the heart broken by love; the torn The virgin's womb was there; even, an unkind look in the eyes, a bad word, a footprint, the smallest scar—all there. I am there too. In the end, the atrium of Jesus burst, was it pierced by his own blood-do you know what pierced it?
Lord, please forgive me for not being able to imagine before.
At first I hid my eyes from the passage where he was whipped, not only because it was too bloody, but also because I felt unnecessary. Isn't bloody just to stimulate people's senses? Can realism really express the pain of the Lord?
But go down with one whip, one whip, one whip. Step by step toward the suffering mountain, step by step. The cross is very heavy, really heavy, until it sinks my back against the wall, I can’t straighten it up.
Matthew's Gospel writes about the birth of Jesus, saying that He was the firstborn son. What is the firstborn son? That is, He personally went through every whipping, He personally experienced every muscle rupture, He took up that frame personally, walked from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, was hung, was nailed through the palms and soles of the feet, was abused, Shame, betray, hurt, kill. Everyone who beats him is his child, everyone who spit on him is made by his own hands, and everyone who forsakes him is his love-and he prayed for them, saying: Father, please You forgive, because they don't know what they did. In the end, his heart burst and died on the cross, and he was resurrected three days later. He defeated the authority of Satan and death from the depths of the underworld, and returned to the Father with his eternal soul.
——And he is the firstborn son of all the begotten. When he wins, there is nothing that can cause other children to be abused, ridiculed, betrayed, or hurt. There is nothing that can become Satan’s lie. "You can't bear it"; nothing can make a person fall halfway; nothing can make a person be swallowed by the underworld and cut off from eternal life. He is the firstborn son, I am the next, Lord, I follow You.
"The Passion of the Christ" describes a believer who is determined to follow the main path, his personal Passion. He painted the flogging like this, because these lashes had fallen on him; he did not shy away from taking pictures of the scourge after another, because his heart had been torn like this; he was far from below. Shooting Golgotha, every step is difficult, because that is the road of faith for every believer. So what is the cross?
Preachers often say: Everyone who follows the Lord must take up his own cross. This is indeed what the Lord has ordered. However, many believers do not really understand what a cross is. Some people think that it is to abandon everything that they have, some people think that it is to do asceticism in life, and some people think that it is to not abandon the good way in adversity-this is not fundamental. What hangs on the cross is ourselves, my "self." Jesus said, "If you can, let this cup leave me." Satan on the side was about to shine. And from "just do the Father's will, not my will," He gave himself completely to God. Every whip is beating oneself, and the incompleteness of the body refers to the main purpose of demolishing the wall that we built, and rebuilding a perfect temple, which is filled with life. Why is there so much blood, why is there such intuitive tragedy and pain, because the true path of faith is—that "self" full of viciousness, jealousy, strife, licentiousness, lies, death, and darkness is being ground piece by piece. Dismantled, hung, nailed, and bloodied to death, we are able to escape from the underworld and return to the Father with an eternal soul.
The road is long, difficult, and full of blood and tears. The darkness of the human heart is greater than all darkness, the pain of the human heart is greater than all pain, and the life and death of the human soul are heavier than the life and death of all flesh.
The ending of the film is very concise, without a word of nonsense. Christ took off the shroud wrapped around the old body, and he was as clean as he was born. Light fell on him like a gentle kiss, and like boundless water. He was quiet, composed, and strong, and stood up. There is no trace of all the tribulations in the past, as if it has never happened, because He is brand new. He walked out of the grave.
My eldest brother, he has passed the most painful, has passed the most difficult, and has overcome the most horrible, and he has been with me from then on. When he carried the cross, he was with him who was trembling, powerless, unaware, and ready to run away; however, the cross on my back was personally held in his hands. The kiss and light that fell on the grave fell on me as well. From then on, what right does this world have to make me sad?
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