“It is finished.”
Uttering his last words, perhaps barely a whisper, Jesus released his last breath and died.
His struggle subsided; pain ceased; consciousness extinguished.
Jesus was dead.
He was taken down from the cross, and his body was hurriedly and quickly entombed before the beginning of Sabbath. Jesus felt nothing, thought nothing, was no-thing.
Holy Saturday follows the crucifixion of Good Friday, just as the existential torpor of death follows the bodily struggle of dying.
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