I turned on the television and my mom had it on TBN, which was airing The Passion of the Christ. I thought that was interesting pre-4th of July movie to air. I saw the movie in the theater, I was very moved by it, but knew it wasn’t a movie you threw in the VCR or DVD player when you wanted to chill and hang out. But since I hadn’t watched it in years and it was near the end, I thought I would watch it again.
The baby walked in as Jesus fell to the ground, carrying the cross.
“Mommy, who that?” she asked.
“Jesus,” I replied.
“That Jesus.”
“Yes.”
“Mommy, he hurt,” she stated with a sad look on her face.
“Yes, He is, baby,” I answered.
“Who hurt him?”
“I did. You did.”
“You hurt him?” she questioned.
“Yes, we all did,” I said. “Jesus died on the cross for our sins.”
We whipped Him, we crucified Him. He died for our sins. He did it all willingly because He love us.
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