*Mark 15:46 Compare Joseph’s (of Arimatea’s) white linen shroud that was wrapped around the corpse of Jesus to the many colored coat of Joseph, son of Jacob (Genesis 37 until end of Genesis).
*The battalion of soldiers
mocking Jesus in Mark 15:16-20 is like Jesus casting a batallion of demons into pigs (Matthew 8:28-34).
*Psalm 22:1 which opens with the same line as Christ cried out just before death (My God my God why have you forsaken me) is the one I used to read all the time when I was most depressed and given the nature of depression and it’s waking similarity to death, I doubt that is a coincidence.
*In Mark 15:36, the only person inclined to help Jesus by offering him something to drink was told to wait in order that they could all see what kind of spiritual stuff might happen if they just let him keep dying. They wanted a sign, and that feels a lot like the desire to make God prove himself while staying couched in comfort. His entire crucifixion was viewed as a test, which is especially demented because in Matthew 27:43, the Pharisees implied that he could not be the son of God if God was presently disinterested in saving him. Like, wow. Can you imagine? Every word they spoke in Matthew 37:39-43 mocking him was realized; after they had used it in irony. Christ did come down from the cross. He was the King of Israel. He didn’t save himself, because at that point, he’d already been broken. Instead he became even weaker, died, and rose to life. For their sake.
*Jesus asks his father to not make him drink of the cup of suffering in the garden in Gethesemane three times, in which he has company but is basically alone. With company of sinners on his either side, parallel to his own cross, he is offered and doesn’t drink wine mixed with poison. Before he is given poison-less wine to drink, he dies, like some sick twisted experiment young children do to rip the wings off of flies. Much like preserving a dead insect on display, his body was strung up and broken so that a limitless audience could be at prime viewership for his ultimate scorn. Even the royal color purple and his heritage as the Son of God was made into an insult before him. The people wanted to murder a righteous man and desired to even condemn themselves if that was what it took to murder him (Matthew 27:25). They hated goodness so much and reviled life that they were eager to curse their own children, so long as the true source of life died. That sounds painfully familiar.
*The Pharisees must have been scared shitless to seal a giant boulder in front of Christ’s tomb in order to “make it secure” against his corpse, since Jesus said he would rise in three days (Matthew 27:62-66). They had no idea but they were still afraid. Go figure.
Of all the gospels, the book of John is my favorite because it reads like stories of someone who truly loved Jesus and was continually amazed by him, like the way you might speak about a best friend. I admire that John seeks and finds his identity in Christ. He speaks as one who is secure.