It Is Finished

The Passover was finished. A normally festive time of year had been overshadowed by the horrible events surrounding the death of Jesus of Nazareth. Jesus, the healer, the teacher, the prophet, perhaps the Messiah, had been handed by the Jewish leaders to the Romans, who beat Him, mocked Him, flogged Him, and pierced Him to a cross outside of Jerusalem. The One that many had thought was accepted by God was shown to be cursed by God by hanging on a tree. Then came six hours of mocking, gambling, darkness, pain, words of forgiveness, and final words.

As Jesus’ life ebbed away, He cried out, “It is finished!” His life was finished. There would be no more multiplied loaves, calmed storms, healed eyes, or raised dead. Finished were the “Blessed Are The” Sermons, “The Kingdom of Heaven is Like” Sermons, and the parables. It was finished and done. There was only to breathe out “Father, into Thy hands I commend my Spirit” and to give up the ghost.

The disciples waited for three days and three nights. What were their thoughts? “What does this mean for the future of Israel? He was supposed to save us. Now, it is finished.” “What does this mean for us? Will they come after us now? Can we face our hometown as disciples of the failed Messiah? Our lives may be finished.” “Was there anything we could have done to prevent this? We had such wonderful times with Jesus, but now they are finished.”

The women prepared spices and were ready to anoint the body of their great rabbi. They quietly moved through the streets of Jerusalem now that the Passover was finished. The blood of lambs still stained the blocks of the Temple, but the women moved past it toward Joseph’s tomb. They had seen where it was in the garden and had remembered the large stone covering the entrance. They spoke among themselves about who would move it, but when they turned the corner their question was answered. An angel had moved it for his King, and the women could peer inside. Another angel inside pointed out the graveclothes, and together these angels announced: “Why seek ye the living among the dead? He is not here, but is risen.”

With understanding, their sorrow was finished. Dropping their spices, their plans were finished. Running and meeting Jesus face to face, their mourning was finished. Going to the disciples, their questions were finished. Jesus was not just a teacher, a prophet, or the Messiah. He was more than that: He was the Living, Risen, Son of God! He faced death and conquered it, rising again and bringing life. The power of sin was finished. The finality of death was finished. He was risen, as He said!

Friend, the Death and Resurrection of Christ mean everything. Romans 4:25 says that Jesus “was delivered for our offences, and was raised again for our justification.” He was delivered as the substitute for the punishment you deserved. He took God’s wrath upon Him for our offenses. He was raised again so we could be justified. You can accept the gift of Christ, that He finished the work and brought life through His blood.

Do not think that His words “It is finished” means there is more work to be done. Do not think to yourself, “Yes, it is finished, so now I can obtain salvation through baptism,” or “Now that it is finished I may do good works to get myself to heaven.” Jesus has done the work of taking God’s wrath and providing salvation. It is finished. This wonderful phrase is actually one word in the Greek, and it is the word that was put across a debtor’s page when the last cent was turned in. It meant “Paid in Full.” Your penalty has been paid. All you need is to accept it. You can pray: “God, I’m a sinner deserving of punishment, but Jesus died for me. Save me because of what He did.” Romans 10:13 says, “whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.”

All the worry of where you will spend eternity can be finished, because He finished it.