Thought For The Day 03/27/14


Just 60 Seconds

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The illimitable, silent, never-resting thing called Time, rolling, rushing on, swift, silent, like an all-embracing ocean-tide, on which we and all the universe swim like exhalations, like apparitions which are, and then are not….

Thomas Carlyle


I am 59 years old. I was born August 9th, 1954 shortly before 8 AM in the morning. My mother used to joke that I arrived in time for breakfast and haven ‘t stopped eating since! Now, by my very rudimentary calculations, and trying my best to include the 14 odd leap years I lived through, and calculating the total number as of 8 AM April 24, 2012, that means I have been alive for somewhere in the neighborhood of 1 Billion, 821 Million, 139 Thousand, 200, Seconds! Now when I tell you that I just sacrificed about another 2700 Seconds trying to figure out the answer to this puzzle, you probably won’t balk at me asking you to take just 60 more seconds from your day to read and to think about what I am writing today! That should be all it will take each of you! And when I add that the words you will be reading will be teaching you all about some of the facts concerning the sacrifice Jesus made for mankind some 2 Millenia ago, I don’t think you will mind very much the 60 second sacrifice I am asking of you all!


The following story appeared in the March 16th, 2012 edition of the


60 Seconds for Jesus



  • At the age of 33, Jesus was condemned to the death penalty.
  • At the time crucifixion was the “worst” death. Only the worst criminals condemned to be crucified. Yet it was even more dreadful for Jesus, unlike other criminals condemned to death by crucifixion, Jesus was to be nailed to the cross by His hands and feet.
  • Each nail was 6 to 8 inches long.
  • The nails were driven into His wrist. Not into His palms as is commonly portrayed. There’s a tendon in the wrist that extends to the shoulder. The Roman guards knew that when the nails were being hammered into the wrist, that tendon would tear and break, forcing Jesus to use His back muscles to support himself so that He could breathe.
  • Both of His feet were nailed together. Thus He was forced to support Himself on the single nail that impaled His feet to the cross. Jesus could not support himself with His legs because of the pain, so He was forced to alternate between arching His back then using his legs just to continue to breathe. Imagine the struggle, the pain, the suffering, the courage.
  • Jesus endured this reality for over 3 hours.Yes, over 3 hours! Can you imagine this kind of suffering?
  • A few minutes before He died, Jesus stopped bleeding. He was simply pouring water from his wounds.
  • From common images, we see wounds to His hands and feet and even the spear wound to His side… But do we realize His wounds were actually made in his body. A hammer driving large nails through the wrist, the feet overlapped and an even large nail hammered through the arches, then a Roman guard piercing His side with a spear.
  • But before the nails and the spear, Jesus was whipped and beaten. The whipping was so severe that it tore the flesh from His body. The beating so horrific that His face was torn and his beard ripped from His face. The crown of thorns cut deeply into His scalp. Most men would not have survived this torture.
  • He had no more blood to bleed out, only water poured from His wounds. The human adult body contains about 3.5 liters (just less than a gallon) of blood.
  • Jesus poured all 3.5 liters of his blood; He had three nails hammered into His members; a crown of thorns on His head and, beyond that, a Roman soldier who stabbed a spear into His side.
  • All these without mentioning the humiliation He passed after carrying His own cross for almost 2 kilometers (1.242 miles), while the crowd spat in his face and threw stones. The cross was almost 30 kg (66.14 lbs) of weight, only for its higher part, where His hands were nailed.
  • Jesus had to endure this experience, so that we can have free access to God. So that our sins could be “washed” away. All of them, with no exception!



For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing…

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 ESV


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About Mandy Bruscella

Mandy's Story: As a Registered Professional Nurse with Certification in a number of specialties including home care, I was afforded the opportunity of working closely with various Social Service Agencies in NY and NJ. ~ A lifelong Christian, I was ordained as a Presbyterian deacon in 1993 and, after relocating to SC in 2000, elected to become ordained as a non-denominational minister. ~ I established "MandysPath" Ministry in 2011. "MandysPath" Ministry is a member of Pacific Life Church, El Sobrante, CA, network of ministries. ~ I direct an outreach ministry in an alternative setting, providing spiritual care to a congregation of more than 500 people from around the world via the Internet. ~ As part of this outreach, I write a daily faith based blog. In March, 2012 I was asked to become a board member of Heroes For Children which is a non-profit foundation, established to assists the Guardian ad Litem program of Horry County, SC. Guardians ad Litem are a group of court appointed advocates who represent the best interests of children in Family Court proceedings involving allegations of abuse or neglect. Working closely with these men and women who make a difference in the lives of children, I completed training and have been sworn in to serve as a Guardian ad Litem for the state of South Carolina . ~ I have been married since 1975 to a wonderful man, Daniel. I have a son Daniel and his wife Melissa who live in NYC. My daughter Sabrina and my grandson Landon live here in SC. ~ My father Harold continues to share his wisdom with me and is responsible for many of the ideas I write about!

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