Not only had Jesus’s compassion for mankind
resulted in the painful personal experience of death, but He was now about to
experience the cold bitterness and decay of hell.
In front of Him lay a vast stretch of what can only
be described as darkness—no skies, no stars, no moon, just a dark and misty
gloom. Behind Him lay another vast stretch of darkness, and to His right and to
His left lay complete nothingness.
The bleakness that surrounded Him almost made Him
wonder how He had gotten there. There was no path visible, no semblance of
activity or movement in sight. But He did know where He was, and He knew
exactly how He had gotten there.
