Hopeless we all were... Outcasts destined for oblivion. Blind, broken and lost... With no way to remedy our vices and bound as slaves and children of darkness itself. But then in the darkest of night when the sages and seers all slept... you came. Such a clever disguise to be born as a mortal, the King of all Kings born among beasts of the field. Yet your divinity could not be hid from the wise... A king hidden in flesh, the marvel of ultimate power concealed in a humble human boy. The Creator became one like His creation to cancel the sin debt of the whole world... A path that would knowingly lead to a certain and terrible death. For death was the only way it could be achieved, yet as the supreme commander of the highest hosts He hid not from darkness. No... He trod His path unashamed, unswerving and faced the hordes of hell dragging our sins to their citadel. For death did not best Him... No... He harnessed death as one who rides a wild horse through Sheol, plundering and giving hope to all who believe in Him. Do you know His Name? Do you know this one? Seek Him and you will find the Truth.
