You constructed a death taht was Your own. And You offered the thing that meant the most. That was Your own son. (And You made the grave in which He laid. He has no grudge until this very day. And the cross You made came with pain and suffering.) You gave a life so precious and clean. My God... what have You just done' Goodbye my only Son. Upon the cross He spoke one simple phrase. "Father into Your hands I commit My spirit."