Now the hill has subsided. Not quiet, but quieted. For the first time all day you do not hear a noise. The cries began to subside when the darkness, the astonishing midday darkness was upon the earth. Like water extinguishes fire, the shadows turned off ridicule. No more teasing. No more jokes. No more antics. And little by little, no more jibes. One by one the visitors began to fall. That is, all spectators except you and me. We are not left. We came to learn. So we stayed in the semi-darkness and listen. We hear the cursing soldiers, who spent asking questions and the women crying. But most of all, we heard the trio of dying complaining. Quejidos broncos, guturales, pidiendo agua. Se quejaban con cada movimiento de cabeza o con cada cambio de posición de las piernas. Pero a medida que los minutos se fueron convirtiendo en horas, los quejidos fueron disminuyendo. Parecía que los tres habían muerto. De no ser por su respirar entrecortado, cualquiera hubiera pensado que en efecto ya no vivían. Y entonces, Él gritó. Como si alguien lo hubiera halado del pelo, la parte posterior de su cabeza dio contra el letrero que tenía escrito su nombre, y gritó. Como un cuchillo corta la cortina, su grito cortó la oscuridad. Estirado tanto como se lo permitían los clavos, gritó como cuando alguien llama a sus amigos que se han ido: «¡Eloi!» Su voz sonaba harsh, grating. The dancing flame of a torch in his eyes remained open. "My God!" Ignoring the flow of pain erupting volcano which arose from it, stretched up until his shoulders were higher than your hands nailed. "Why have you forsaken me?" The soldiers watched in amazement. The women left to lament. One of the Pharisees said, sarcastically, "is calling for Elijah!" Nobody laughed. Had asked a question to the heavens, and it was hoped that the sky would give a response. And apparently it was given. Because Jesus' expression softened. And the evening closed while which he said would be his last words: "It's over. Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit "... Get all the news in your email here Enter your e-mail: 
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