It fell upon Him sorely: cold and heavy like a rock beneath the ice. It tried to break Him. It whispered in His ear (and so will do in your’s); it whispered words to steal hope away. It jeered when He was in the garden. It mocked whilst He was on the cross. It howled with sheer delight at His final breath.
But then He rose—and vanquished that dark voice forever!! . . . remember that when you should hear it next.
Artwork: Temptation of Christ © Eric Armusik