Being both at Once Yet Separate

To be one with the outer realm and being here in the present sense. To be powerful yet gentle mind and of gentle soul.

To be in the moment and a part of the past, present and future. Whether knowing how to separate all of them so that no one crosses the lines or crosses the realm of time and of space.

To have seen the past as it took place, not wanting to interfere with the outcome of such devastating moments and events. To touch the very fabric of existence and know that the outcome would change the course of history.

To be in the present, knowing what had taken place in the past and knowing that you were not there to interfere with anything that could change the course of the future.

That mankind in his own limited yet vast knowledge was the one who could either allow things to stay on course or change them in the blink of an eye.

Whether or not one could decide the way that the past, and the present and the future were to become one in unity or divided by the many factors that would cause a split like nothing known or foreseen before.

To be part of that would be the destruction of the beginning of mankind and one moment that would turn the peace into chaos. To allow this knowledge to cloud one's judgement because as one saw it to be would rather make it become less good and worse.

It was one strike of lightning, one bolt of thunder, one event done in anger that made the calm seas become turmoil and threw about all that lived in the seas, most being washed ashore and perishing.

The civilization of man and the great towers and structures were turned to ashes and they that dwell in them burnt alive and the sounds of screams filled the night sky. The blood shed was not less than the multitudes of humans who perished and passed away.

More so the survivors were left to become like rabid animals with more people than resources. They went to war to fight for what little was there. The land was scarred and filled with dead souls, while the ones who could make this end in less bloodshed were not willing to reveal themselves. Someone must come down and make the ultimate sacrifice.

That sacrifice was to be of their own blood shed and they would be crucified in a way that no one who was a mortal would be able to endure. No one who was to learn of such a sacrifice would be willing to allow such punishment and brutal cruelty ever to be experienced.

This one person was sent to become a man after they went through the course of first baby to adult man. The journey was to enable to learn of this great sacrifice placed upon one's shoulder, if thought of or dwelt upon would become too much to mentally bear.

To walk among the men of that day, to eat and to dwell, to work with and alongside them all the while sharing the good news of one that will be presented as the only one capable of stepping in to save mankind from their own destruction and demise.

One who was announced and even looked upon with respect at the idea of Him being worthy above all others. One that could have taken the straightforward way out and put an end to the very things that were mankind's biggest problems, yet with love and compassion only looked towards the day that mankind would have a way of escape and become that ultimate sacrifice.

Most only were aware of Him being in human form and were not sure what to make of the claims that He offered in that He was of God too.

He went about His life telling others of all that He could offer them, eventually seeking out many people that started with only twelve. He chose those who would follow Him and too would lay down their own lives due to their own choice of never straying from what they knew and what they believed.

He knew what He must do. Knew what was needed to be done so that mankind would never have to consult in only a man for an uncertain way to avoid the eternal damnation that awaited them in the end.

Many came to seek Him out whether it was for sincere reason or only to silence and strike Him down, the multitudes were great, and the fear seen in the faces of those who ruled were noticed afar off.

The time came when even He was hesitant to take upon Himself the very purpose placed on His shoulders, yet in the same instance, He was only willing to do His father's bidding and will.

He left in His wake, only peace and love, just the opposite of what mankind was hoping for in Him. He went about doing all that He was given the power to do as the Father willed Him to.

He was eventually brought to trial, on more than one occasion. Falsely accused by many of things He knew were true and that He spoke only the truth. The crowds that followed Him were at times like a mob of angry locals who were not sure of what to make of this that was the highlight in their city.

It was after a few days' judgement was handed down and placed on Him to die by crucifixion until He bled to death. He was beaten, whipped, His beard plucked and, in the end, before He was to endure the crucifixion, He was enrobed in a robe fit for a king. He was and is the King of kings eternally.

He was hoisted upon this cross and that cross was sunk into the ground. As He hung there sweating and eventually having a spear pierced into His side, the shedding of blood was the final part of God's plan for Him to be the only connection between God and mankind.

He hung there for what seemed like forever. After He was proven that He had died on that very cross, He was taken to a place of burial, in a tomb with a large stone set in front of it.

He then after laying there for around 3 days, rose again from the tomb, to return to His Father and mankind was saved from utter destruction and death.

Mankind has never allowed itself to realize that One Man who was willing to sacrifice all was the only One who could save mankind from themselves.