The Panoramic Scene Above the Holy City

[Thompson, Darryl]

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Ellen G. White Estate, Devotional for December 1
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The Panoramic Scene Above the Holy City

We must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ; that every one
may receive the things done in his body, according to that he hath done,
whether it be good or bad. 2 Cor. 5:10. 


     Above the throne is revealed the cross; and like a panoramic view
appear the scenes of Adam's temptation and fall, and the successive
steps in the great plan of redemption. The Saviour's lowly birth; His
early life of simplicity and obedience; His baptism in Jordan; the fast
and temptation in the wilderness; His public ministry, unfolding to men
heaven's most precious blessings; the days crowded with deeds of love
and mercy, the nights of prayer and watching in the solitude of the
mountains; the plottings of envy, hate, and malice which repaid His
benefits; the awful, mysterious agony in Gethsemane beneath the crushing
weight of the sins of the whole world; His betrayal into the hands of
the murderous mob; the fearful events of that night of horror--the
unresisting prisoner, forsaken by His best-loved disciples, rudely
hurried through the streets of Jerusalem; the Son of God exultingly
displayed before Annas, arraigned in the high priest's palace, in the
judgment hall of Pilate, before the cowardly and cruel Herod, mocked,
insulted, tortured, and condemned to die--all are vividly portrayed.
{Mar 343.1}
     And now before the swaying multitude are revealed the final
scenes--the patient Sufferer treading the path to Calvary; the Prince of
heaven hanging upon the cross; the haughty priests and the jeering
rabble deriding His expiring agony; the supernatural darkness; the
heaving earth, the rent rocks, the open graves, marking the moment when
the world's Redeemer yielded up His life.  {Mar 343.2}
     The awful spectacle appears just as it was. Satan, his angels, and
his subjects have no power to turn from the picture of their own work.
Each actor recalls the part which he performed. . . . All behold the
enormity of their guilt. They vainly seek to hide from the divine
majesty of His countenance, outshining the glory of the sun, while the
redeemed cast their crowns at the Saviour's feet, exclaiming: "He died
for me!"

>From Maranatha, p. 343.