Around 6 AM 21 October, 1805, sailors of British and French/Spanish men of war gazed through early morning haze at each other. The following battle off Cape Trafalgar would decide dominance at sea for the next two centuries.
A confidence built by victory at sea gave the British a sense of destiny, the lack of which shrouded the enemy with dread. An Admiral clothed in conquest spurred the British tars to heroism denied the enemy by their distrust of top leadership.
The leisure of two years waiting would be shattered by the violence of six hours of conclusion. When it had passed, British renown soared, French and Spanish reputation plummeted. Trafalgar – The Nelson Touch, 19-20
Jesus Christ died at 3 PM Good Friday afternoon. Before 6 PM he had been lowered from the cross by gentle hands, washed and wrapped in linen grave clothes, into which 75 pounds of spices had been folded, before being placed in a borrowed tomb.
Unbeknownst to every grieving believer, and every gloating enemy, Jesus perfectly fulfilled God’s purpose for his incarnation: to be SAVIOR, forgiving the sins of every mortal from Adam to the last Day. That victory had earlier been resoundingly won: in God’s protection of his infant Son from Herod’s rage; in that same adult Son’s wilderness triumph over Satan’s every machination; in Christ’s every ministry contest with Satan in teaching, miracles and exorcisms; in determining when he would die and how. The Enemy of God dreaded Calvary because he knew it meant the shattering of his pretensions into the illusion it had always been. End Part I