The Final Week

When all is said and done, when all history is examined, when the deepest depths of the human mind have been explored, there is nothing so wonderful, so majestic, so tremendous as this act of grace. President Gordon B. Hinckley

When all is said and done, when all history is examined, when the deepest depths of the human mind have been explored, there is nothing so wonderful, so majestic, so tremendous as this act of grace. President Gordon B. Hinckley

The final week of the Savior’s mortal ministry had arrived. For four thousand years prophets had preached and prophesied of the events that would culminate in this particular week. All events in history, memorable as they had been or would be, paled in comparison to this moment. This was the focal point of all history.

He who had created worlds without number was about to enter a quiet, secluded garden, a humble plot of ground in his vast cosmic universe. There was no fanfare, no pressing throng to witness the most profound event his creations would ever know. This was a moment so sacred, so  sublime, that no human eye could fully pierce, no human mind could fully comprehend its transcending importance. Only three other mortals–Peter, James and John–would be near, and even their witness would be tempered by the twilight and shrouded by sleep.

The appointed hour was at hand. The Son of God stood alone in all his majestic power against all the artillery of the Evil One. Here was divine love in its comsummate expression battling diabolic evil in its cruelest proportions. This was the place and time for the atonement of Jesus Christ. (Callister, pp. 2-3)

(Callister, Tad R. The Infinite Atonement. Salt Lake City, Deseret Book. 2000)

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