“It is finished,” said Jesus as he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.
“It is finished,” said the Roman soldiers as they removed the body from the cross.
“It is finished,” said Joseph of Arimathea and Nicodemus as they laid the body in the tomb.
“It is finished,” said Pontius Pilate as he returned to the business of governing these stubborn Jews.
“It is finished,” said the chief priests and elders as they congratulated themselves on the success of their scheme.
“It is finished,” said the disciples as they huddled together in Jerusalem, hiding from the authorities.
“It is finished,” said the women as they prepared spices to take to the tomb.
“Is it finished?” asked Mary as she turned her tear-stained face to the starry, Saturday night sky.
And on Sunday morning, the stone was rolled away, and Jesus walked out of the tomb, stretched his arms, gazed at the world he loved so much, and shouted with a laugh, “April Fool’s!”
I must thank Max Mitchell for the idea for this post.