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Go Rest High On That Mountain

This is the story in detail of the
crucifixion of Jesus Christ:

 If you fail to read this in it's entirety, you will never
 understand what Jesus went through for you.

 This is LOVE. .

The cross is placed on the ground and the exhausted man is  quickly thrown backwards with his shoulders against the  wood. The legionnaire feels for the depression at the front  of the wrist. He drives a heavy, square wrought-iron nail  through the wrist deep into the wood.  Quickly he moves to  the other side and repeats the action, being careful not to pull the arms too tightly, but to allow some flex and  movement.

The cross is then lifted into place. The left foot is  pressed backward against the right foot, and with both feet  extended, toes down, a nail is driven through the arch of  each, leaving the knees flexed.  The victim is now crucified.  As he slowly sags down with more weight on the  nails in the wrists, excruciating fiery pain shoots along  the fingers and up the arms to explode in the brain - the  nails in the wrists are putting pressure on the median  nerves.

As he pushes himself upward to avoid this stretching  torment, he places the full weight on the nail through his  feet. Again he feels the searing agony of the nail tearing  through the bones of his feet.  As the arms fatigue, cramps  sweep through his muscles, knotting them deep relentless,  and throbbing pain.  With these cramps comes the inability to push himself upward to breathe. Air can be drawn into the  lungs but not exhaled.  He fights to raise himself in order  to get even one small breath.  Finally, carbon dioxide  builds up in the lungs and in the blood stream, and the  cramps partially subsided.

Spasmodically, he is able to push himself upward to exhale and bring in life-giving oxygen. Hours of limitless pain,  cycles of twisting, joint -renting cramps, intermittent  partial asphyxiation, searing pain as tissue is torn from  his lacerated back as he moves up and down against rough timber.  Then another agony begins: a deep, crushing pain  deep in the chest as the pericardium slowly fills with serum  and begins to compress the heart. It is now almost over. 

The loss of tissue fluids has reached a critical level. The  compressed heart is struggling to pump heavy, thick,  sluggish blood into the tissues.  The tortured lungs are  making frantic effort to gasp in small gulps of air. He can  feel the chill of death creeping through his tissues.  Finally, he allows his body to die. 

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