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Remember that long, dark pathway to the Cross?
It started in the night watches in Gethsemane. Then through the dark came the flash of the light of the torches piercing the groanings and bloody sweat of Christ’s prayers.
That cold and wicked kiss of the traitor and the hasty arrest.
Still in the darkness of night, the illegal and contrived arraignment before the high priests, followed by the hours of waiting, and of tension.
Then the appearances of Jesus in the morning before the high priests and the council.
Following this Jesus is ignominiously dragged to the palace of the Roman governor where that strange interview transpired between Jesus and Pilate, withdrawn from the rabble into some quiet apartment.
Across the old city, Christ journeys from the house of Pilate to the palace of Herod. At last, the first and final meeting with Herod, the corrupt, the depraved, Herod who had so often sought an interview with Him and had never obtained it until that last hour, Herod who never heard the voice of Jesus, for to his curiosity Christ vouchsafed no single word.
Then began Christ’s rough handling through the hatred of Herod’s brutal soldiery until the journey back to Pilate.