Matthew 27:45-54 - My God, why?

We're reading this book called The Jesus I Never Knew for discipleship class at the moment. Everytime I read about the death of Christ, it makes me uncomfortable all over. Our religion has so much humiliation of our God, and rejection from His people, and even His intimate Father. It's not pretty.

A week or two ago I had that dream about End Times. It really hurt when in the dream, most people from church chucked a Peter, because the few of us were left behind still doing His work and randomly getting captured. I think the worst thing about tribulation is not the persecution, it's the fact that those of your comrades who'd be supporting you, most of them might be raptured away. So then you're left here with the very few brave troopers, which is like a handful, then the rest of your so called brothers and sisters will probably ditch you. They'll dob you in, deny knowing you, not show you directions, not give you food, ignore you and it's just worse than not knowing anybody. The few of us left had no parents, because in the dream they were assumed to be raptured. When I woke up, my heart felt like it's all knotted up, like it was going to sink into my lungs.

That wasn't even a fraction of what Jesus' rejection was like, as the whole world turned their backs. The people who He served wanted Him dead. Then the Father abandoned Him as well, as He bored our sins. The biggest blow of all.