This spring I’ve been learning about the precision, the impeccable timing of every word, every act of God. I’ve long known that Jesus is the fulfillment of the Old Testament, that each book is a long unfolding scroll with His image gradually becoming clearer with each turn of the page. Good Friday is the culmination. The closing pages of the Old Covenant. On this His last day of earthly life, Jesus precisely fulfilled the Old Testament requirements of the sacrificial lamb. He was nailed to the cross, a rough altar of wood, at the third hour, the appointed time of the morning sacrifice. At the ninth hour, the precise time of the evening sacrifice, Jesus gave up His life. And just before He breathed His last breath, He stated with finality, “
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This spring I’ve been learning about the precision, the impeccable timing of every word, every act of God. I’ve long known that Jesus is the fulfillment of the Old Testament, that each book is a long unfolding scroll with His image gradually becoming clearer with each turn of the page. Good Friday is the culmination. The closing pages of the Old Covenant. On this His last day of earthly life, Jesus precisely fulfilled the Old Testament requirements of the sacrificial lamb. He was nailed to the cross, a rough altar of wood, at the third hour, the appointed time of the morning sacrifice. At the ninth hour, the precise time of the evening sacrifice, Jesus gave up His life. And just before He breathed His last breath, He stated with finality, “