God never abandons us.

Greetings my brothers of steemchurch.

But you are holy, you who live among the praises of Israel. "

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So we have the question about why He was abandoned by God. Because on the cross, in those last three hours, in that impenetrable darkness, He was treated like a sinner. He was abandoned for a brief moment. The paradox was that at that very moment God was in Christ He was reconciling the world to Himself. And the Lord Jesus Himself said, according to John 16:32: The hour is coming, and it has come, in that you will be scattered each by his side and you will leave me alone; but I am not alone, because the Father is with me. The Father was with Him when he was in prison; the Father was with Him when He was being scourged, and He was with Him when they nailed Him to the cross. But in those last three hours he presented His soul as an offering for sin, and the Father wanted to break it and make him suffer (see Isaiah 53:10).

Abandoned. Dear brother of steechurch you do not know what that experience means and I do not know what it is to be abandoned by God. The most evil man on this earth today is not abandoned by God. Anyone can turn to Him. But when Christ took my sin on Himself, He was abandoned by God.

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The question "Why have you abandoned me?" It is not the why? of impatience. It is not the why? of despair. It is the human cry of intense suffering, aggravated by the anguish of His innocent and holy life. That was the tremendous and agonizing cry of the loneliness of His passion. He was alone. He was alone with the sins of the world about Him.

Verse 1 said, Why are you so far from my salvation and from the words of my cry? Clamor? Yes. During his trial He remained silent. As the prophet Isaiah (53: 7) said, like a sheep, he fell silent before his shearer. When he was whipped, he said nothing, when they nailed him to the cross, he did not moan. But when God abandoned him, he cried out as a lion roars. It was a cry of pain. Have you ever been in a forest when dogs attack another animal? Have you heard the scream of that animal? There is nothing as overwhelming as that scream. And that's what the writer was trying to convey to us here. I believe that the cry of the cross must have split the rocks, because it was His voice that had created them. And in that moment, the Creator was suffering. On that cross He cried out like a wounded animal; His was not even a human cry, but like a wild, roaring lion. It was the plaintive cry and the moan of inexpressible affliction when our sins oppressed him.