The Crucifixion by Gustave Doré
It’s Good Friday and I want to do something I’ve never done before. I want to talk about it.
Today we recognize that 2024 years ago Jesus Christ died on a cross.
But the significance of Jesus’ death doesn’t make sense until you understand Passover.
The story of Passover is found in Exodus chapter 12. The Israelites, who were slaves in Egypt, were instructed by God through Moses to sacrifice a spotless 1-year-old male lamb and put the blood of the lamb around their door frames.
That night, the Lord killed every firstborn child and every firstborn animal in Egypt, but the Lord passed over the houses with the blood of the lamb on the door. Continue reading
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