God: "I looked for someone to take a stand for me, and stand in the gap" (Ezekiel 22:30)
Jesus is quickly thrown backwards with His shoulders against the wood. The legionnaire feels for the depression at the front of the wrist. He drives a heavy, square, wrought-iron nail through the wrist and deep into the wood. Quickly, he moves to the other side and repeats the action, being careful not to pull the arms too tightly but to allow some flexion and movement. The patibulum is then lifted in place at the top of the stipes [the vertical beam].... The left foot is pressed backward against the right foot, and with both feet extended, toes down, a nail is driven through the arch of each, leaving the knees moderately flexed. The Victim is now crucified as He slowly sags down with more weight on the nails in the wrists, excruciating, fiery pain shoots along the fingers and up the arms to explode in the brain – the nails in the wrists are putting pressure on the median nerves As He pushes Himself upward to avoid this stretching torment, He places His full weight on the nail through His feet. Again there is the searing agony of the nail tearing through the nerves between the metatarsal bones of the feet. At this point, another phenomenon occurs. As the arms fatigue, great waves of cramps sweep over the muscles, knotting them in deep, relentless, throbbing pain. With these cramps comes the inability to push Himself upward... Air can be drawn into the lungs, but cannot be exhaled. Jesus fights to raise Himself in order to get even one small breath. Finally carbon dioxide builds up in the lungs and in the blood stream and the cramps partially subside. Spasmodically He is able to push Himself upward to exhale and bring in the life-giving oxygen... Hours of this limitless pain, cycles of twisting, joint-rending cramps, intermit tent partial asphyxiation, searing pain as tissue is torn from His lacerated back as He moves up and down against the rough timber: Then another agony begins. A deep crushing pain deep in the chest as the pericardium slowly fills with serum and begins to compress the heart... It is now almost over – the loss of tissue fluids has reached a critical level – the compressed heart is struggling to pump heavy, thick, sluggish blood into the tissues – the tortured lungs are making a frantic effort to gasp in small gulps of air... The body of Jesus is now in extremis and He can feel the chill of death creeping through His tissues... His mission of atonement has been completed. Finally he can allow His body to die.
C. Truman Davis
Apple Oatmeal Crisp
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CATEGORY
CUISINE
TAG
YIELD
Dessert
8
Servings
INGREDIENTS
6
Firm apples; peeled, cored, and cut in 1/4 inch slices
1
Lemon; juice of, strained
1
Lemon; rind of, grated
1/3
c
Water; apple juice, brandy or Calvados (sometimes i use orange juice and it's great too)
3/4
c
Light brown sugar
1/2
c
Unsalted butter
3/4
c
Flour
1/2
c
Regular oats
1
ts
Cinnamon
1/2
ts
Ginger
1/4
ts
Nutmeg
INSTRUCTIONS
Date: Wed, 19 Jun 1996 15:03:45 -0300
From: Karina Kuschnir <karinak@AX.APC.ORG>
We are talking about favorite recipes... so I decided to post one of our
favorites. This algo goes for someone (I don't remember who) who asked for
a r-e-a-l-l-y crunchy topping for a fruit pie posted some days ago. This
came from my favorite cookbook "Cafe Beaujolais", by Margaret Fox and John
Bear, Ten Speed Press. BTW, wouldn't you be interested in sharing the names
of your favorite cookbooks?
Mix together apples, lemon juice, lemon rind, and water (or the other
liquid you chose). Place in a buttered 9-inch round cake pan. Using an
eletric mixer at slow speed, blend sugar, butter, flour, oats, cinnamon,
ginger and nutmeg, until crumbly. Scatter evenly on top of apples. Bake at
350 degrees for 1 hour. Serve warm. Optional toppings: vanilla ice-cream,
whipped cream or Vanilla custard sauce.
EAT-L DIGEST 18 JUNE 1996
From the EAT-L recipe list. Downloaded from Glen's MM Recipe Archive,
http://www.erols.com/hosey.
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