The thunder rippled through the sky as clouds wrapped the hill in darkness. The winds twisted the garments of the men that watched and licked the blood of the men that hung from the splintered wood only paces away. The earth shook under the weight of darkness and all creation cried out. Fear overwhelmed the on lookers.
It was the day humanity died.
They had heard that in the beginning, on the first morning, when the sun rose, it was declared, “It is good.” All creation was just so. Then humanity defied the almighty and declared independence with the words, “I will be like the most high”. They brought havoc and wreck upon all that was good. They destroyed paradise and welcomed rebellion and death upon the world. For eons their maker pursued the wayward race. Yet they rejected the pursuit and made their bed with chaos. For such defiance, for causing the death of countless souls, for the decay they wrought upon all of the universe, humanity, it was decreed, must face justice. For if they were not stopped, all of creation would crumble beneath their destructive wake. Humanity must die.
Yet, the maker had made humanity unique. Unlike the other creatures, they had the freedom of will. Unlike like all other things in the universe, they had the capacity for relationship, for creativity, and for love. Inversely, they had within them, the capacity for independence, vial acts of devastation against their own kind, and unmatched hatred. Because of man’s choice, he could never return to innocence prior to his rebellion. He was forever doomed to face judgment. Man was unable to overcome his evil.
So the maker acted on man’s behalf. He became human. He took upon himself the weight of the race and as their representative, allowed justice to be carried out against him. The judgment upon man was complete.
It was the day humanity died.
Since that day there was new hope, for humanity need not fear their coming destruction. For all willing, the maker had provided justice and mercy together that man might again walk in innocence.