EPISODE ONE: "Wickedness Killed Him"

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“Many have undertaken to draw up an account of the things that have been fulfilled and passed down to us by those who were eyewitnesses to the following events.”

With this in mind, know that all elements of what you are about to hear have been carefully investigated so that you might know their certainty. You are listening to the Christ. It was the 18th year of the reign of Tiberius Caesar. When Pontius Pilate was governor of Judea, hered Antipus was tetrahch of Galilee and during the high priesthood of Anus and Kyofus.

It was also the fifth day of preparation of the feast of the Jews. And the story begins when it was believed it would end.

At the Prytory in the Antonyah 4th of Jerusalem,

where Pontius Pilate was deliberating the fate of a criminal on trial, named Jesus of Nazareth. The Nazareth's crime is submitted by Jewish leaders of the Sanhedrin was treason, and it was a crime punishable by death.

“A large crowd had gathered outside the Prytorymen, a waiting pilot's decision.”

Marcus, I beg thee, have nothing to do with this righteous man, for I have suffered much over him today from a dream. More than you, I want nothing of this. But whether he righteous or not, I must do the will of the people.

Does not Rome have the ability to bend will?

Marcus, please. Hail, the prisoner has been brought to the pavement. Marcus, please. Bend it shall. In whose favor is the question?

Lead me. This is he. It is. I thought I sent him to Herod. Yes, and Herod sent him back.

Of course he did.

“If I may not speak, the crowd is different.”

The beginning of all things are said to be small. Yes, this feels big. Jesus of Nazareth. I am Marcus Pontius Pilate, governor of Judea. Are you the king of the Jews?

I asked are you the king of the Jews? Do you ask this of your own accord? Or have you heard this of me from others? To I look like a Jew? I have stood before kings.

In fact, this very perturium was the home of Herod the Great and Arcolus. In its whole ways echo the power of Rome itself. All that you see is the domain of the Roman Empire. My kingdom is none of this world. So you are a king.

It is rightly that you say I am. For this I was born unto this world. To bear witness to the truth. And everyone who is of the truth hears my voice. What is the truth?

Your own people and the chief of priests have handed you over to me. Tell me who are you? Or what have you done? I find nothing in this man that deserves death. I ordered the prisoner, chastised.

And before he is returned, I've been dressed. He claims to be a king. And he shall look as one.

Do all of us. Cat on.

“Pilot ordered the flugging in the hopes that the crowd and its leaders would be appeased.”

But they were not.

Chastised has been this good, Captain Ambit.

What do you plan on doing with him afterwards? I will release him. You will bribe this man to me as one who misleads people and is a threat to Rome. Yet I have found no fault in him. He has made himself a king.

He is a revolutionary. Well, any thoughts are revolved should be put to an end with his chastised mind. It should. But nothing speaks more eloquently of a failed revolt than the sight of the edge to take to hanging nakedly on a Roman cross.

You want him crucified? Then you crucified him. We have brought him to you, Captain. Because he has broken not just our law. But your horse.

“If you do not take care of this, you are no friend to Caesar.”

And what of your tradition for the feast?

I must release someone. Perhaps the people would prefer the release of another. Who do you have in mind? Orabis. Rise up, Swine.

Talk to his coals. But Abbas was well known criminal. Zealot and murderer who had been awaiting trial. The crowd would now have a choice of who would be set free. But Abbas or Jesus of Nazareth.

That is seven. Eight. Eight. Eight. Ten.

Ten. He's alive. Ten to get dressed. War on this.

Pirate soldiers then led Jesus away to a courtyard.

Where the whole gathers him surrounded him. Beating him and mocking him. I've been tired, Zealot. He did not see that one come. Did you cast his tune?

He actually looks like a Jew king would look. They stripped him of his garment and cloned him in a purple robe. And twisted from a bouff, a crown of thorns. So they pressed into his head. Now he looks like a king.

Oh, hell, hell. King of the Jews. Ten to real. Hell. His fifth hour pass.

The prisoner has been dressed. The governor is awaiting. Hell. While the crowd waited for Jesus to be brought back before Pilate, the chief priests and the elders used the time to stir them from within.

When it comes time to freeing a prisoner, we don't want Jesus and Nazareth. Give us the rapists. Jesus must be crucified. Pilate then appeared on the pavement,

and took his place on the Joseph's seat. And breath and circuses. And Jesus was built forth, waiting the purple world and crown of thorns. The whole, your king of the Jews.

I am bringing him to you, so that you may know I find no faults in him. Who are you? Where are you from? Have you nothing to say?

“Do you not hear the severity of these allegations against you?”

Do you not know? I have both the power to crucify you and the power to release you. Any power that you have has been given to you from above by He who sent me. Bring out the other prisoner.

behold, I give you the rapist. Destrole. I must release one. So which of the two would you like? Killer.

Seat. Enemy of Rome. Or this king of the Jews.

What then would you have me do with whom you call

the king of the Jews? Very well.

“An innocent of the blood of this just man.”

That's all our children. Release Barabas. And I deliver to you Jesus of Nazareth to be crucified. I let soldiers then took Jesus away. And as part of the execution, they stripped him of his robe,

skirt him between two pillars, and led him outside the city. Then bearing his own cross, he would be forced to walk the road of Calvary,

that led to the hill known as Golgotha,

where he would be crucified. Jeremiah 179 says, "The heart of man is desperately wicked, and it would be there on the road to Calvary that would prove this verse has statement of fact."

Don't you stop you.

“Jesus of Nazareth have been no foreigner to wickedness.”

For wickedness had tried to kill him a birth. wickedness had tested him in the desert. wickedness had tried to discredit his miracles. wickedness had even betrayed him with a kiss. And now wickedness was mocking him and spitting on him.

Soon it would pierce him, and before it would be over wickedness would kill him. Jesus were on a good note. Jesus! Jesus! By the Lord.

Don't have to rule sin. The weapon helped for me, but for yourself and for your children. Back! Get back! To your feet, Jew.

Move! Atop the hill known as Golgotha, soldiers there made ready the stake, where Jesus was to be crucified.

“It was located between two other criminals,”

who were in the midst of their own crucifixions. The birds of the Escalin will eat well. We have a third coming. Put this atop the stake. What did say?

It says this is Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews. King of the Jews. Yes. But it will be the shortest reign in history.

A day is darkening.

Indeed, a darkness has been ruined since the third hour,

and it would continue to thicken. Luck day. You will not die this easy, Jew. Are you? Help this Jew! Help the dirt and on his way. Or you will be joining him.

His name was Simon, and he had come from Serenica, and on his back, Roman soldiers laid the cross, so as to help that it for Jesus.

Arriving at Golgotha, which means place of the skull, it was now the sixth hour, and darkness had fallen all over the land. Soldiers tried to give Jesus sour wine,

mingled with gall to drink. Drink, Jew. But he refused. The Jew doesn't like. Then they nailed him to the cross.

Thanks first. Oh, hold him.

Harder. I said harder. Good. And there, Jesus hung. Crucified.

Why are you so far from helping me?

From the words of my groan. Oh my God. I cry out in the daytime. But you do not hear. And in the night season,

and then not silent. But you are all we, and throned in the praises of Israel. They cried to you, and were delivered.

They trusted in you. Here. For an all the world, there was no death, more,

excruciating, more contempt,

more horrific than crucifixion. So grizzly was the execution,

“even the Romans refused responsibility for its origins,”

believing that only a people who sold purpose was barbarity could have conceived such a torture. So offensive to the senses was the death, the stench of the scene, that only a sparse record of its description remains

in ancient sources. An execution by crucifixion included all the vicious torture that death can have and more. First, starvation, nausea,

vertigo, fever, dementia,

in addition to shame, public torment,

mortification, all escalated to the point of unendurable, overwhelming and relentless suffering. Yet, at the apex of all its wickedness,

it would stop just short of the point, which would give to the sufferer, the sweet relief of unconsciousness. The place where Jesus was crucified was not far from the city,

and many who passed blasphemed him. "There he is, son of God,

“why don't you come down from that cross?"”

"She saved others, why can't he save himself?" It has Jesus hung there, his precious earthly life leaving him, he remained a partagon of mercy. Father,

forgive them. They do not know what they do. Nearby, soldiers sat down and kept watch over him. As they did,

to pass the time, they took his garments and divided them, casting lusts for his tunic. Draw. This was a fulfillment of David's 22nd Psalm verse 18.

"For they divide my garments among them, and for my clothing, they cast lots." "As a further insult to Jesus, piloted placed him to be crucified between two other criminals."

"Rotting gods, concealed the joy of death. And you, Jesus of Nazareth, you're supposed to be the Christ,

not all the best start of you. Why don't you save all of us?

“You're some of the trickery that landed you in this heap.”

Oh, you cannot, because you are no different than them. In fact, you are worse.

You are no different than us. Enough. Have you no fear of God, and under the same condemnation, for we only receive the duplication of our deeds.

he has nothing wrong.

Oh, you are as dumb as you are guilty.

Jesus of Nazareth, I am guilty. I am a sinner, and I regret this sin I have committed. But Lord,

“when you come into the kingdom you speak of,”

can you remember me? What is your name? Dismos. Dismos. I promise you,

on this day, you will be with me in paradise.

Oh, thank you, my Lord. Ah, nearing the ninth hour, the darkness had thickened as Jesus grew closer to death.

I many who followed Jesus from Galilee, stood at a distance and watched, including his own mother.

“Among them, when Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of Jan's and Salamé.”

What does he say? Sounds like he's so monamolasia. Why have you forsaken me? They cried to you and were delivered. They trusted and you.

I first, I first, I first gave him something to drink. Drink? No. He refuses.

It is… free nurse! Father, into your hands, I commit my spirit. He then gave up his spirit. At that very moment, the earth took to its core. Rocks were split, and the veil of the temple was torn into from top to bottom. Back on Galgotha, soldiers were in the panic.

“Harvey, Harvey Augustus, what do we do? Harvey Augustus, what are you looking at?”

Clearly, this man was the son of God. Take them down. Because it was the preparation day before the Sabbath. The bodies couldn't remain on their crosses. What if they're not dead? The legs! Break them! But when they came to Jesus, they saw that he was already dead. Make sure! To verify this, one of the soldiers pierced his side with a spear.

What is this? An outflowed, blunt, and water. He's dead! Bring him down! There have been a wealthy follower of Jesus, named Joseph of Armathia. He too was a council member, but he believed in Jesus and the kingdom of God that he had spoken of.

For fear of the crowds, he did not attend Jesus' trial. But with great courage, he came forward after Jesus' death. And asked Pilate if he could take the body to be buried. Take him. Joseph of Armathia's tomb was in a garden not far from the place of crucifixion,

The women of Galilee came to the tomb with spices and fragrant oils,

“and there they laid the body of Jesus to rest.”

But there was one last small matter to attend to. It had to do the proclamation Jesus had made public that had spread across the land. A proclamation. So ludicrous on its face.

So audacious in its impossibility and so bold in its certainty. That even those closest to him didn't understand.

Good governor, we can finally rest easy.

However, there is one matter still at hand. So remember while he was alive, how the deceivocid after three days I will rise. And your concern he will know. But there are concerns that one of his disciples may come by night

and steal the body away. Then spread to the people that he has risen.

“To put this potential deception to rest,”

Pilate had the tomb sealed, and assigned soldiers to guard it for the following three days. As Jesus himself had said on the cross, it was finished. It was finished for Pilate,

who so feared an insurrection from the Jews. He allowed an innocent man to be crucified. It was finished for the high priest and the elders

who finally managed to get rid of the carpenter of Nazareth.

And it was finished for those who followed Jesus. His claim of being the long awaited Messiah shattered. His promise of a new kingdom broken. But as we would also learn from Jesus' crucifixion, what was really finished was a war.

A war that had been waged against man from the beginning of time, a war that ended on that cross, not in defeat, but as the climax to a resounding and redemptive victory, it wasn't merely the fulfillment of over 300 prophecies.

Nor was it just the divine demonstration of grace, goodness and forgiveness.

In the moment of Jesus' death,

humankind was freed by the single greatest manifestation of God's love, the universe has ever known. For on that cross, Jesus had borne the sins of the whole world. And this we would learn three days later.

When the world would be turned on its heels, and it would be discovered that the tomb in which his bludgeoned and broken body lay, in a solitary cave, or did seal by the governor of Judea, under full-time guard by Roman soldiers,

would be empty.

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