It's hard to see beyond our selfishness, to appreciate what we've been
Sure, life is hard sometimes, it was always meant to be.
The clay becomes pottery only when exposed to intense heat
And made into something useful, for others to be fed out of when hungry.
Religious leaders hated Him without cause or at least a righteous one.
They were afraid of Him, for they had no intentions to follow God's Will,
They played everything their own way and He was cramping their style,
Making them look bad by comparison, giving miracles away for free.
Many times they wanted to take Him, but their hands could not lay hold of Him.
They wanted to humiliate Him in order to discount His connection to God,
But He was protected until the time of His sacrifice and so they had to wait;
Unwilling to raise themselves up righteously, so they wanted all the more to bring him down.
He sowed good seeds, He set the standard, resisting God's Will only for a night,
Then allowed the carnal souls to have him, to torture Him in public for no sin or crime,
SO and this is the miracle, that He could forgive them...publicly. Only God would do that.
Still doing it today, through His hand crafted, human pottery He forged through trials!