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It was the third day after His crucifixion and Jesus was dead, or so they thought. Friday was the day that Jesus had entered into the city of Jerusalem upon a donkey, the foal of a donkey. People were cheering and laying down palm leaves and spreading quilts and blankets on the ground for Him to ride over. Well was it a good day, and the reason why we call it “Good Friday”. But before that day was over, good was changed to bad, joy was changed to evil, and Jesus was brought before the religious officials, the High Council of the Temple, as false accusations were brought before the “powers that be”. No matter what He said, no one believed His witness. Pilate, the Roman governor of Judea, tried to set Him free, but the crowd was urged as a mob to cry out, “Crucify Him! Crucify Him!” Pilate was even warned by his wife to “Have nothing to do with this man”, and he tried to wash his hands of the fate that had been imposed upon him, but history would record that the blood of the man of Galilee would be upon his hands. “You crucify him!” Pilate called out. “I find no fault in Him!” But the Jewish religious leaders had to come before him in order to have the authority to do what they did. All Pilate could do is have Him whipped as an insurrectionist in hopes of pleasing the people, but it was Barabbas that the mob cried out for.
