let the Romans kill Jesus. It was MY sacrifice!
I'd chosen to, I could have swooped down as a giant rabid
Harpy, plucked Christ from the cross and flown Him to safety.
could have summoned up an army of a thousand tornados on the
horizon, have them rip through the Roman Empire, lift My Son
from His cell and carry Him up to Heaven!
B" was, during Christ's walk through town as He was being
banished, spit on, cursed, poked and shoved, He was going
to lift the cross He was dragging, up over His head and then
I'd make it take off into the sky (like a mini rocket ship).
Then we we're just going to make the Rocket-cross the symbol
of the Christian faith (with Jesus riding it to Heaven). From
here we would take the angle that Jesus sacrificed His "good
name & remaining years on Earth" for the sins of mankind.
I chose to let the Romans sacrifice His life... for
YOU! Don't you see?!