33 At noon, darkness came over the whole land until three in the afternoon. 34 And at three in the afternoon Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?” (which means “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”).
35 When some of those standing near heard this, they said, “Listen, he’s calling Elijah.”
36 Someone ran, filled a sponge with wine vinegar, put it on a staff, and offered it to Jesus to drink. “Now leave him alone. Let’s see if Elijah comes to take him down,” he said.
37 With a loud cry, Jesus breathed his last.
38 The curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. 39 And when the centurion, who stood there in front of Jesus, saw how he died, he said, “Surely this man was the Son of God!” Mark 15:33-37
The darkness that overtook this place was darker than any darkness they had ever known. How do I know that? The Son of God died on the cross that day, that’s how. How is that not the very definition of darkness?
Even now 2000 years removed we might ask, “What was God thinking?”
I don’t mean disrespect in the least, but how could He allow His Son to go through this?
He could have obliterated those who did this to Him.
He could have fried the entire earth.
He could have done anything else in the world except this.
But He did this. He chose His greatest sacrifice to prove to us that He cared about us.
Now, don’t think it didn’t would God the Father to allow this.
There was just no other way.
So what are we to do with this?
Make Him proud. Let Him know it wasn’t in vain. Let Him know that we are grateful. Honor Him in all we do.
He doesn’t ask much.