THE BIBLE FULL STORY (2025) The Movie That Shocked the World

Today, you'll discover the complete story of the Bible. You will journey through both the Old and New Testaments, from creation to the final Revelation. Prepare to be transformed on this epic journey. Every page of the Bible will come to life before your eyes. The promise is clear; the invitation has been made. Dive in and let the Bible transform your life. [Music] It all began in the beginning. Before time itself, in the absolute void, only God existed. God never had a beginning; He has always been. He has no origin; He is the origin of everything.

He was not created; He is the Creator. Suddenly, a burst of light tore through the void. "Let there be light," commanded a powerful voice, and the universe filled with a blinding brilliance. The heavens stretched forth, and the Earth rose up, blanketed by vast oceans and barren landscapes. God surveyed His creation, and in the quiet, He decided on the next step: "Let us make man in our image." With a motion, He sculpted from dust a being in His likeness—Adam, He declared. The man opened his eyes, beholding a world freshly born. Yet something was missing. God saw

the solitude in Adam's eyes and, with firm resolve, determined, "It is not good that man should be alone." While Adam slept, God took a rib and from it fashioned Eve. Upon waking and seeing her, Adam's astonishment was complete. "Flesh of my flesh," Adam exclaimed, unable to look away. From that moment on, man and woman joined together to become one. But in the Garden of Eden, not everything was peaceful. In the shadows, a cunning figure watched—the serpent. With a malicious grin, it slithered up to Eve. "Did God really say you shouldn't eat from any tree in

the garden?" it whispered, sowing doubt. Eve hesitated but replied, "We may eat the fruit of all the trees except the tree of the knowledge of good and evil." "You will not die," the serpent's voice grew more intense, filled with seduction. "Rather, your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil." The desire to know the forbidden ignited in Eve's heart. She took the fruit and ate, also offering it to Adam, who, without hesitation, did the same. Suddenly, they realized their nakedness and felt shame for the first time. In that moment,

the garden transformed; the skies darkened, and thunder boomed. God appeared, His face a mixture of pain and fury. "What have you done?" Adam's voice resounded like a hammer. Trembling, Adam pointed to Eve. "The woman you gave me offered me the fruit, and I ate." Eve, with tears in her eyes, murmured, "The serpent deceived me." The verdict was swift and devastating. "Cursed is the ground because of you; in pain you shall eat of it all the days of your life," declared God. And to Eve, "I will greatly multiply your pain in childbirth; in pain you shall

bring forth children." The serpent was sentenced to crawl on its belly and eat dust. The harmony of Eden was shattered forever. Adam and Eve, expelled from paradise, faced a harsh and unknown world. As they walked away, the garden faded from their view, and the first sunset outside of Eden was stained red. The creation of the universe, filled with wonders and tragedies, marked the beginning of an eternal story of struggle, redemption, and hope. In the arid plain east of Eden, Adam and Eve had two sons—Cain and Abel. Cain, the firstborn, toiled under the blazing sun, clearing

weeds. Abel, his younger brother, led his flock across the grasslands, his face lit by a peace unknown to Cain. One day, Cain shouted, "Abel, God seems pleased with you but not with my offerings! What do you have that I don't?" Abel, gently petting one of his lambs, replied calmly, "It's the heart, brother. God looks at the heart." Abel's words echoed in Cain's mind like a relentless drumming. Days passed, and envy grew within him like a dark shadow. One night, under a star-studded sky, Cain made a decision. "Come to the field with me tomorrow," he said

to Abel, his eyes hiding his true intentions. At dawn, the brothers met in the fields; the tension was palpable, the air thick. "Why does God favor you and not me?" Cain asked, his voice a dangerous whisper. "It's about our faith, Cain. God wants us to be sincere. I offered the best," replied Abel, unaware of the looming threat. Suddenly, the calm of the field was shattered by a harsh sound. Cain, with a stone in hand, struck Abel on the head. Abel fell to the ground, his eyes filled with surprise and pain. "Cain, my brother," he murmured

before his voice was silenced forever. The Earth, which until that moment had been a stage of life, became the first witness to the oldest crime. Abel's blood soaked into the Earth, crying out for justice to the heavens. Cain, with trembling, bloodstained hands, looked on in horror at what he had done. Suddenly, a voice echoed in his mind—strong and omnipotent. "Where is your brother Abel?" "I don't know. Am I my brother's keeper?" Cain replied, his voice broken by fear and guilt. God sternly declared, "Your brother's blood cries out to me from the ground. You shall be

cursed, banished from this land that has opened its mouth to receive your brother's blood." At that moment, Cain's life was forever changed. The Earth, which once bore fruit under his care, turned barren. He wandered as an outcast, marked by his sin and burdened with being the first murderer in history. Time passed, but the Earth became corrupt; the wickedness of man was great. God, looking down in sorrow, decided to put an end to the depravity. In this darkness, one man stood out for his righteousness—Noah. The voice of God thundered deep... And clear. Noah, I have decided

to destroy all flesh, for the Earth is filled with violence because of them. Build an ark of cypress wood; make rooms in the ark and cover it inside and out with pitch. Without hesitation, Noah obeyed. He worked tirelessly, every hammer strike resonating as a judgment against the world's corruption. His neighbors mocked him, their laughter dripping with scorn. “Building a boat on dry land? Noah, you're mad!” “Judgment is coming,” Noah replied, his voice steady and his eyes filled with conviction. Days turned into months and months into years; at last the ark was completed. “Take your family

and two of every kind of animal. The flood will cover the Earth,” God commanded. The tension mounted as the animals, led by an unseen force, marched into the ark. The doors shut, and a foreboding silence enveloped the Earth. Then the sky darkened. Suddenly, the first drops fell, followed by an unrelenting downpour. At first curious, the people soon filled with panic. “Noah was right!” they screamed, running to the ark, pounding desperately on the doors. “Let us in!” But it was too late. The waters rose swiftly, swallowing cities and mountains. Inside the ark, Noah and his family

listened to the tumult of divine judgment, their hearts filled with fear yet also with hope. For forty days and forty nights, the rain did not cease. The ark rose upon the waters, floating on an endless sea of destruction. The cries outside faded away, replaced by the eerie sound of water and the creaking of wood. At last, the flood abated, and the ark rested on Mount Ararat. Noah, trembling, opened the window and released a dove. On the third attempt, the dove returned with an olive leaf in its beak. “The land is dry,” Noah announced, his voice

filled with hope. God spoke again. “Leave the ark, you and your family. Populate the Earth and multiply.” With tears in his eyes, Noah obeyed. He built an altar and offered sacrifices to God. “I establish my covenant with you,” said God, His voice echoing in the crisp air. “I will never again destroy all life by flood. I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it shall be a sign of the covenant between me and the Earth.” The rainbow, bright and full of color, appeared in the sky, symbolizing God's promise. Noah and his family, standing on

the renewed Earth, looked to the future with hope, knowing they had witnessed and survived the greatest judgment the Earth had known. Time passed, and the new land began to fill with life and activity. Noah, the man who had survived the flood, watched his children and grandchildren grow in a renewed world. His three sons, Shem, Ham, and Japheth, became the patriarchs of many nations, and their descendants spread across the Earth. Through the sons of Noah, God restarted the repopulation of the Earth, giving rise to various peoples. Mankind, united by a single language, gathered on the vast

plain of Shinar. “Let us build a city and a tower that reaches the heavens,” declared Nimrod, their leader. “Let us make a name for ourselves so that we are not scattered across the face of the entire Earth.” The project progressed rapidly; bricks piled up, and the tower soared imposingly toward the sky. “Higher!” Nimrod commanded. “It must touch the firmament!” But in heaven, God watched. “Look,” He said to the angels, “the people are united and all speak the same language. What they have begun to do will not be impossible for them.” Suddenly, the noise of labor

ceased. A worker calling for more bricks met with an incomprehensible reply. “What did you say?” he asked, his face full of confusion. The response was a torrent of unintelligible words. “What is happening?” shouted Nimrod, attempting to restore order, but the words made no sense anymore. Confusion spread like wildfire, quick and devastating. “I can't understand you! Speak clearly!” In the blink of an eye, communication turned into chaos. Lifelong friends looked at each other with eyes full of despair. “Nimrod, do something!” they pleaded. But even his commands couldn't overcome the babble of tongues. Suddenly, the work halted.

The great tower was left abandoned—a testament to human ambition and divine judgment. Groups of people, now divided by language, drifted apart. Entire families set off in different directions, seeking new lands where they could understand one another. Nimrod, standing at the base of the tower, surveyed his surroundings. The city he had envisioned was crumbling. “This cannot be,” he murmured. Yet he knew he had been overcome by a far greater force from above. God watched the scattering. “So it shall be,” He declared, His voice echoing with authority and sorrow. “Humanity will multiply and fill the Earth, but

they will not forget the cost of their pride.” Later, God chose a family to become the people who would bring the promised Messiah into the world. One night, as the stars shone brightly, a heavenly voice broke into the life of Abraham and said, “Leave your homeland and your father's house and go to the land I will show you.” This voice was not audible to the ears but was clearer and more powerful than the roar of any storm. “I will make you into a great nation. I will bless those who bless you and curse those who

curse you, and through you, all peoples on Earth will be blessed.” Abram's heart pounded fiercely. Without hesitation, he replied, “Here I am, Lord. I will do your will.” The next morning, he shared the revelation with his wife, Sarai. “We are leaving,” he said, his voice firm. “To where?” Sarai asked. “I don't know,” Abram replied, his eyes filled with resolve. “The Lord will guide us.” The departure was sudden. Abram, Sarai, their nephew Lot, and all their possessions set off on a journey into the... The Familiar lands were left behind, and the desert stretched out before them.

One night, while camping under the starry sky, the voice of God spoke again: "To your offspring, I will give this land." Abram, gazing across the vast lands of Canaan, felt the weight of the Divine promise, but the journey was not without trials. In his wanderings from the green plains of Canaan to the mysterious and mystical realms of Egypt, Abram faced challenges and trials but also constant reaffirmations of God's promise: "Look now toward the heavens and count the stars, if you are able; so shall your offspring be." Years passed, and the wait for offspring dragged on.

Sarai, in despair and losing faith in the Divine promise, gave her servant Hagar to Abraham. From this union, Ishmael was born, who would become the father of a numerous nation—the Arab people, historic enemies of the people of Israel. Yet God had not forgotten His promise. Finally, Sarai, now advanced in years, gave birth to Isaac. Joy filled the home of Abraham and Sarai. The call of Abraham marked the beginning of a great nation; the promise extended not only to Abraham but to his offspring as well—a lineage that would include kings and prophets and eventually the Savior

of the world. Isaac grew up and married Rebecca, with whom he had twins: Esau and Jacob. Esau became the father of the Edomites, and Jacob the father of the Israelites. They struggled for their father's blessing even before they were born, but in the end, Jacob received the blessing. One night, God spoke to him. Jacob dreamed of a ladder reaching from the earth to heaven, with angels going up and down on it. At the top stood the Lord, and His voice echoed over Jacob: "I am the Lord, the God of your father Abraham and the God

of Isaac. The land where you are lying, I will give to you and your descendants. I am with you and will watch over you wherever you go." Jacob had twelve sons and one daughter. His second-to-last son, Joseph, received the promise made to his family. This calling sparked envy in his brothers, who sold him into slavery in Egypt. But Joseph, with God's guidance, rose from slavery to become the right-hand man of the Pharaoh of Egypt. Then a devastating famine struck the land. His brothers, in search of food, came to Egypt, unaware that the powerful governor they

encountered was the brother they had betrayed. "I am Joseph," he finally revealed, tears in his eyes; "the one you sold into Egypt. But fear not, for God sent me here to preserve your lives." Joseph forgave his brothers and relocated his entire family to Egypt, in the fertile land of Goshen. Here the people of Israel settled, then numbering seventy persons. Years went by, and the seventy people grew astonishingly in number, but a new dynasty of Pharaohs rose to the throne. "This Israelite people has become too numerous and powerful," murmured the Pharaoh, his voice filled with distrust.

"If they ally with our enemies, they could defeat us. We must act." With a sudden gesture, he commanded, "Enslave the Israelites! Let them make bricks without rest; let them build our cities. Keep them under a heavy yoke." The transition was brutal. The Israelites, who once lived in prosperity, found themselves in chains. "Faster!" shouted the overseers, whips slicing through the air and flesh. "There is no rest for the slaves." Moses, born during this time of oppression, was saved from a cruel order by the Pharaoh to kill all male babies. "Throw the child into the Nile," ordered

the Pharaoh. But Moses’ mother, with a heavy heart, hid her son in a basket and placed it on the river. While bathing in the Nile, the Egyptian princess discovered a basket. "It's a Hebrew baby!" she exclaimed, lifting the child with tenderness. "I will name him Moses, for I drew him out of the water." Moses grew up in the palace, yet he never forgot his roots. One day, watching an Egyptian overseer beat a Hebrew slave, rage consumed him. "Stop!" he yelled, killing the Egyptian in a fit of anger. Knowing his life was in peril, he fled

to the desert. Years of slavery wore on the Israelites. Exhausted and desperate, they cried out to God: "Save us, Lord! Deliver us from this oppression!" God heard their cries. In the desert, a bush burned yet was not consumed. Moses, now a shepherd, approached it cautiously. "Moses! Moses!" called God's voice from the bush. "Here I am," he replied, falling to his knees. The bush said, "I have seen the suffering of my people in Egypt. I will send you to Pharaoh to bring my people out of Egypt." "Who am I to go to Pharaoh?" asked Moses, his

voice filled with fear. "I will be with you," God assured him. "You will lead the Israelites to a Promised Land, a land flowing with milk and honey." Following the Divine command, Moses returned to Egypt, confronting the Pharaoh with courage. "Let my people go!" he declared, his voice echoing through the throne room. The Pharaoh, with a cold stare, replied, "Who is the Lord that I should obey His voice? I will not let Israel go." The plagues began: the waters of the Nile turned to blood, the fish died, and the stench filled the land. Frogs, flies, and

lice invaded the houses, sowing chaos. "Moses, plead with your God to stop this!" the Pharaoh implored. But each time the plague ceased, his heart hardened once more. "There will be one final plague," Moses warned—the death of the firstborn. In the darkness of night, the angel of death passed through Egypt. Cries of anguish filled the air as families woke to find their firstborn lifeless. "Go!" the Pharaoh shouted, his voice broken by grief. "Take your people!" and leave this place. Then, after 400 years in Egypt, the Israelites set out under the leadership of Moses with 600,000 men,

not counting women and children—approximately 2 million people in total. Moses led them towards the Red Sea, but soon Pharaoh changed his mind. "Let my army pursue them!" he commanded, and the war chariots raced after them by the sea. The Israelites despaired. "Did you bring us here to die, Moses?" they cried out, fear palpable in their voices. "Trust in the Lord," Moses responded, raising his staff. Instantly, the sea parted, the waters forming walls on either side, and a dry path emerged. "Forward!" Moses commanded, and the people crossed the seabed. As the Egyptian army quickly closed in,

reaching the other side, Moses extended his hand once more, and the waters closed, burying the pursuers in a torrent of divine judgment. Now free, the people celebrated with songs and dances. "The Lord is my strength and my song!" they sang. "He has been my salvation." The journey through the desert began, bringing with it new trials. Water was scarce, and hunger plagued them. "Why did you bring us out of Egypt to die here?" they complained. Moses, crying out to God, witnessed water spring from a rock and manna—the bread of heaven—covering the ground each morning. At Mount

Sinai, God delivered his law. "I am the Lord your God," he declared from the cloud of glory. "You shall have no other gods before me." The people, trembling, agreed to the covenant. Yet temptation swiftly followed. While Moses was on the mountain, they crafted a golden calf. "These are your gods, Israel!" they shouted. God's wrath flared, but Moses interceded. "Forgive their sin, Lord," he pleaded. "And if not, blot me out of your book that you have written." Mercy prevailed, and the journey continued. Years of wandering in the desert were tough, marked by rebellion and faithful provision

and judgment. At last, they reached the border of the promised land. Moses, old and weary, looked at his people. "I will not cross with you," he said, his voice filled with emotion. "Joshua will lead you. Be strong and courageous." With those words, Moses bid farewell, and the people of Israel prepared to seize the land that God had promised to their ancestors. Joshua, bearing the mantle of Moses, stood before the Jordan, its waters roaring ahead. "Prepare! Everything in three days we will cross," he commanded, his voice brimming with resolve. The priests advanced, carrying the Ark of

the Covenant. As they touched the water, the river halted, creating a dry path forward. "Joshua shouted!" and the people crossed, their hearts filled with awe and hope. The first great challenge loomed ahead: Jericho, with its towering unbreakable walls. "I have delivered Jericho into your hands," said the Lord to Joshua. "Surround the city with all your warriors once a day for six days. On the seventh day, circle the city seven times, and the priests will blow the trumpets." The tension was palpable. Day after day, the Israelites marched in silence, their footsteps echoing against the walls, the

inhabitants of Jericho watching from above, hurling insults. On the seventh day, at the sound of the trumpet, Joshua yelled, "Shout! For the Lord has given you the city!" The walls collapsed with a deafening crash, and the Israelites, with cries of victory, seized the city, fulfilling the divine command to spare nothing alive. But the conquest continued with fiercely contested battles in Gibeon. A coalition of kings rose up against Israel. Joshua, without hesitation, led his men on a nighttime march. The battle was fierce, and as the day seemed to end, Joshua raised his voice to the sky.

"Son, stand still over Gibeon, and you, moon, in the valley of Aijalon!" The sun halted, and the moon stood still, extending the day until the Israelites completely overcame their foes. Never was there a day like that, the annals recorded, when the Lord heeded the voice of a man. The military campaign stretched on, each victory filling the hearts of the Canaanites with terror. The city of Hazor, the strongest of the northern kingdoms, fell in an epic battle. "Burn the city!" Joshua commanded, ensuring that Hazor would never again pose a threat. Finally, after years of warfare, the

land had rest. Joshua, aged yet undaunted, gathered the people at Shechem. "Choose this day whom you will serve," he proclaimed, his voice resonating with a mix of authority and passion. "But as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord." The people, remembering the miracles and divine guidance, responded with one voice, "We will serve the Lord, for he is our God." Under the leadership of Joshua, the Israelites took possession of the promised land with God's provision. But when Joshua passed away, the promised land faced a new reality. With their leader gone, Israel found itself

in a constant cycle of spiritual highs and lows. In those days, there was no king in Israel; everyone did as they saw fit. The people, forgetting God's commands, turned to the idols of neighboring nations. In response, God raised up nations to oppress them. "Let us cry out to the Lord!" the Israelites shouted in their desperation. And God sent judges to deliver them. Amidst anarchy and sin, Israel's cry for a king grew louder. "We want to be like the other nations!" they told the prophet Samuel. "We want a king to rule over us and lead us

in battle." Israel cried out for a king, and the chosen one was Saul. Initially, Saul led with courage, but pride and disobedience soon clouded his judgment. On one occasion, he offered a sacrifice that only Samuel was to perform. "You have acted foolishly," Samuel rebuked him. "Your kingdom will not endure. The Lord has sought a man after his own heart." That man was David, a young shepherd from Bethlehem. The prophet Samuel anointed him; the Spirit of the Lord came powerfully upon David. Meanwhile, an evil spirit tormented Saul. To soothe him, they brought David, whose harp music

calmed the king. David quickly gained fame, especially after his confrontation with the Philistine giant Goliath. "Who is this uncircumcised Philistine that defies the armies of the living God?" cried David. With a sling and a stone, he struck down Goliath, and with the giant's sword, he cut off his head. Israel celebrated, but the jealous Saul saw David as a threat. Saul tried to kill David on multiple occasions, but David always escaped. Eventually, Saul fell in battle against the Philistines; fatally wounded, he fell on his sword. "David, son of Jesse, shall reign," recognized everyone. David, now king,

united the tribes and conquered Jerusalem, making the city his capital. David was a brave and just king, yet not without sin. In a moment of weakness, he saw Bathsheba, the wife of Uriah. "Bring her to me," he ordered. Following an affair that led to the murder of Uriah, the prophet Nathan confronted David. "You are the man!" broken, David cried out, "I have sinned against the Lord." Despite his sin, God renewed his promise to David: "Your house and your kingdom will endure forever." David ruled for 40 years, and on his deathbed, he instructed his son Solomon,

"Be strong and be a man." "Obey the decrees of the Lord." Solomon, famed for his wisdom, began his reign by asking for a discerning heart. "Therefore give your servant a discerning heart to govern your people," he requested of God, who granted him not only wisdom but also wealth and honor. Solomon built the temple in Jerusalem, a place of majestic worship, but in his old age, Solomon was led astray by his more than a thousand wives to other gods. His heart was not perfect with the Lord his God, and the consequences of his idolatry marked the

beginning of the end of the united and prosperous kingdom. Solomon, the wise king of Israel, closed his eyes for the last time. His death marked the end of a glorious era, and uncertainty loomed over the kingdom. His son Rehoboam ascended to the throne, yet the burden of the crown proved too heavy for him to bear. The nation split immediately; 10 tribes rallied together, forming the northern kingdom known as Israel under Jeroboam's rule. Only the tribes of Judah and Benjamin remained loyal to Rehoboam, establishing the southern kingdom known as Judah, with its capital in Jerusalem. But

Jeroboam, leader of the northern kingdom, fearful that his people might return to Jerusalem to worship, committed the unthinkable: "I will build two gold calves," he declared, "one in Bethel and the other in Dan. These are your gods, O Israel, who brought you out of the land of Egypt." Jeroboam's sin led Israel into idolatry. The prophets raised their voices in warning, but the nation plunged deeper into corruption. The 19 kings of the northern kingdom followed this path; all were wicked and perverse, none sought God. But the worst was Ahab. During Ahab's reign, darkness fell upon Israel.

Jezebel, the king's wife, introduced the worship of Baal, the Canaanite god of prosperity. "Build altars to Baal," commanded Jezebel. Her influence over Ahab led the people, lured by promises of prosperity, to stray from the Lord. In this era of idolatry, God raised Elijah, a prophet of fiery words and unbreakable faith. "As the Lord, the God of Israel lives, before whom I stand, there shall be neither dew nor rain these years except by my word," Elijah proclaimed before the astonished Ahab. And so it was; for three years, the heavens were shut, and drought devastated the land.

The ultimate showdown between Elijah and the prophets of Baal came at Mount Carmel. "Summon all Israel and the 450 prophets of Baal," Elijah challenged Ahab. The mount filled with anticipation. The prophets of Baal cried out to their god from morning until noon, cutting themselves and dancing frenetically. When it was Elijah's turn, he said, "Lord God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, let it be known today that you are God in Israel." Fire from heaven descended, consuming the sacrifice, the wood, the stones, and the water. "The Lord is God! The Lord is God!" the people exclaimed, falling

down in reverent fear. The prophets of Baal were executed, and Elijah prayed for rain. Clouds gathered, and a massive storm ended the drought. Yet Jezebel's rage soon showed itself. Elijah fled to the wilderness, depressed and wishing to die. "Lord, enough! Take my life!" But an angel of the Lord strengthened him. "Get up and eat," he said. "The journey is long." But Israel did not heed God's voice; idolatry and injustice prevailed. God's wrath manifested as judgment. Assyria, an expansionist and cruel empire, advanced against Israel. "The Lord has sent Assyria as the rod of his anger," proclaimed

the prophet Isaiah. The shadow of invasion loomed over Israel, and fear spread like wildfire. "God has abandoned us," they cried, remembering the ignored words of the prophets. The northern kingdom fell, and mighty Assyria entered the city. Chaos reigned. "Take the men, women, and children!" shouted the Assyrian soldiers. "Destroy everything!" Houses burned, and the screams of the captives filled the air. "Israel, you who forgot your God, now face the judgment that was announced to you," murmured an old man, his eyes full of tears as he was chained. The Israelites, shackled and humiliated, were led into exile.

The children of Israel scattered across the lands of Assyria, and the identity of the northern kingdom faded away. The Kingdom of Israel, once flourishing and blessed, was dismantled. Yet, in the midst of the tragedy, words of hope endured: "The Lord has not forgotten his people," the faithful whispered, clinging to the promise of redemption. Judah, the southern kingdom, failed to learn from Israel's downfall. The kings... of Judah, and the people scoffed at the warnings. King Jehoiakim, defiant, burned the scroll of Jeremiah's prophecies, but the word of the Lord could not be silenced. Thus, in the year

597 BC, Nebuchadnezzar, king of Babylon, besieged Jerusalem. The tension was unbearable. "Why did we not listen to Jeremiah?" some lamented. Zedekiah, terrified, sought the prophet's counsel in secret. "If you surrender, you will live," Jeremiah warned, but the king lacked the courage to obey. After 18 months of siege, the walls of Jerusalem were breached. The brutality of the Babylonians knew no bounds. "Burn the temple!" commanded Nebuchadnezzar. "Destroy the city!" Flames devoured the temple, the palace, and the homes. The night sky lit up with the glow of destruction. Zedekiah tried to flee but was captured. Before the

eyes of the king, his sons were slaughtered. "This will be the last thing you see," declared the Babylonian captain before blinding the king and chaining him. The survivors, chained and humiliated, were led in long lines toward Babylon. "Our God has forsaken us," they wept. Yet even there, God's voice was not silenced. Through Daniel, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, God demonstrated His power and faithfulness. "Promises of redemption and restoration echoed amidst the desolation. The plans I have for you are for your welfare," proclaimed the Lord through Jeremiah. "I will bring you back to this land after 70

years in exile." Change came unexpectedly. Cyrus the Great, king of Persia, conquered Babylon. "In a historic night, the Lord has given me all the kingdoms of the earth," Cyrus announced in a startling decree, "and He has charged me to build Him a temple in Jerusalem. Let anyone who is His people go up and rebuild the house of the Lord." The decree spread quickly among the exiles. Zerubbabel, a descendant of David, rose as a leader. "The Lord has opened a door," he declared with conviction. "Let's return and rebuild the temple." Filled with hope, the Jews began

their long journey back to Jerusalem. Upon arriving, they found ruins and desolation. "This was the city of our God," they murmured, tears filling their eyes. Zerubbabel, undeterred, rallied the people. "Let's start with the altar. Let's worship the Lord first." Construction began with great enthusiasm, but soon they faced mockery and threats from enemies. "What are these feeble Jews doing?" they taunted. Nehemiah, resolute, organized the people. "Work with one hand and hold your weapons with the other," he commanded. "Our God will fight for us." In 52 days, the walls were completed. The victory was celebrated with a

solemn dedication. The entire nation renewed its covenant with God, crying and rejoicing. But this joy was short-lived. The echo of the prophets faded, and deep silence took over Israel. The heavens, which once resounded with the words of God, now remained eerily silent. The intertestamental period began, marked by foreign rule and internal strife. Alexander the Great, with his unstoppable army, swept across the known world, including Judea. "We will adopt their culture," he declared, unaware that his empire would fragment after his death. The successors of Alexander, the Ptolemies in Egypt and the Seleucids in Syria, battled for

control of the region. Judea, caught between these powers, became a battlefield. Initially, Greek rule was bearable, but oppression escalated to an attempt to eradicate the Jewish faith. "Ban their rituals!" the king commanded. "Erect an altar to Zeus in the temple!" Discontent turned to fury. "This is an abomination!" the Jews cried out. In the small town of Modiin, a priest, Mattathias, rose up in rebellion. "Whoever is loyal to the Lord, follow me!" he shouted, killing a Greek envoy who tried to force him to sacrifice to pagan gods. The spark of rebellion was ignited. His sons, the

Maccabees, led a guerrilla war against the oppressors. Judah Maccabee, known as the Hammer, became renowned for his bravery and strategy. "Let's fight for our freedom and our faith," he proclaimed. Battle after battle, the Maccabees defeated the Seleucid armies. In a decisive confrontation, Judah addressed his army. "Trust in the Lord of hosts! It is better to die in battle than to see the destruction of our nation!" Against all odds, the Jews prevailed. In the year 164 BC, they reclaimed Jerusalem and purified the temple. Yet the conflict continued. The rise of Rome on the horizon brought forth

a new challenge. In 63 BC, Pompey the Great, a Roman general, entered Jerusalem. "This territory is now part of the Roman Empire," he declared. Judea became a Roman province ruled by procurators and puppets of the Roman Senate. Herod the Great, cunning and merciless, rose to the throne with Roman backing. "I will build the most magnificent temple," he promised, seeking to win over the people. Yet his reign was marked by tyranny. Though the prophets remained silent, faith in a coming Messiah stayed alive, readying for a new chapter in sacred history. In the quiet of the night,

the sky over Bethlehem lit up unexpectedly. Shepherds tending their flocks were startled by a heavenly vision. "Fear not!" proclaimed an angel, his voice echoing with divine authority. "I bring you good news that will be of great joy for all the people. Today, in the city of David, a Savior has been born to you, who is Christ the Lord." As the Shepherds rushed toward Bethlehem, in a humble stable, the young mother gazed in wonder and love at the newborn Jesus. She whispered, remembering the words of the angel Gabriel, "He will be great and will be called

the Son of the Most High." Joseph, her husband, approached, his face filled with awe and responsibility. "Mary, what the prophets foretold has come to pass," he said firmly. "From you will come the one who will rule Israel." The calm of the stable was disrupted by the arrival of the Shepherds. "We have seen angels!" they exclaimed breathlessly, announcing the birth of the... Savior, upon seeing the child, they fell to their knees, worshiping him with deep reverence: "Glory to God in the highest, and on Earth peace," they proclaimed. In the East, Wise Men, keen observers of the

stars, noticed a unique sign in the sky. "A star has led us," they declared resolutely. Following the star, they traveled great distances until they reached Jerusalem. "Where is the king of the Jews who has been born?" they inquired of King Herod. "We have seen his star and have come to worship Him." Herod, disturbed and filled with fear, consulted the priests and scribes. "In Bethlehem of Judea," they answered, "for so it is written by the prophet: 'And you, Bethlehem, in the land of Judah, are by no means least among the rulers of Judah, for from you

shall come a ruler who will shepherd my people Israel.'" "Go and search for the child," Herod told the Magi, concealing his sinister intentions. "When you find him, inform me, so that I too may go and worship Him." Guided once again by the star, the Magi reached the place where the child was. Upon seeing Jesus, they offered gold, frankincense, and myrrh—gifts befitting a king. "We have seen the king," they said, their voices filled with devotion. Warned in a dream not to return to Herod, they took a different route back to their land. Herod, furious upon realizing

he had been deceived, ordered a brutal massacre: "Kill all the boys under 2 years old in Bethlehem and its surroundings!" he shouted, his voice full of hate. An angel of the Lord appeared in a dream to Joseph. "Get up," he commanded, "take the child and his mother, and flee to Egypt, for Herod seeks the child to kill him." Joseph, with his heart in his throat, obeyed immediately. The young family escaped into the night, leaving behind the land of their ancestors. "God is with us," Mary whispered, clutching her son tightly. Years later, after Herod's death, an

angel appeared again to Joseph. "Get up, take the child and his mother, and return to the land of Israel, for those who sought the child's life are dead." Joseph, Mary, and Jesus returned and settled in Nazareth, thus fulfilling another prophecy: "He will be called a Nazarene." Jesus grew up, and the time came for him to begin his ministry. By the Jordan River, John the Baptist loudly proclaimed, "Repent, for the Kingdom of Heaven is at hand!" Among those who drew near the waters was Jesus of Nazareth. "Baptize me," John said. "You come to me?" John exclaimed,

astonished. "I need to be baptized by you!" With a steady and calm gaze, Jesus replied, "Let it be so now, for it is fitting for us to fulfill all righteousness." As he emerged from the water, the heavens opened, and the Spirit of God descended like a dove, while a voice resonated, "This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased." There, the Trinity was present: the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. From the Jordan, the Holy Spirit led Jesus into the wilderness, where he fasted for 40 days and 40 nights, during which he

was tempted by the devil. Three temptations, three victories; then the devil fled, defeated, and angels came to attend to Jesus. The trial had been overcome, and faith had prevailed. While Jesus was recovering, he received terrible news: John the Baptist had been arrested. It was time to move. He left Nazareth and went to Capernaum, a city by the Sea of Galilee. There, Jesus chose his 12 apostles and transformed lives with a simple, "Follow me." Alongside them, he preached in cities, towns, and countryside, "Repent, for the Kingdom of Heaven is at hand." Jesus preached in synagogues and

in the temple, yet he also spoke in homes, out in the open, on beaches, and in public squares. Jesus traveled through villages, doing good and freeing all who were oppressed by the devil. He healed the sick, fed the hungry, restored sight to the blind, straightened the crippled, made the lame walk, gave hearing to the deaf, cleansed lepers, delivered the possessed, and resurrected the dead. He was the ultimate revelation of God to humanity; he was named Emmanuel, meaning "God with us." Jesus taught with authority, unveiling the mysteries of the Kingdom of Heaven through parables. "The Kingdom

of Heaven is like a mustard seed, which a man took and planted in his field. Although it is the smallest of all seeds, when it grows, it becomes the largest of garden plants and becomes a tree so that the birds of the air come and nest in its branches." His teachings and miracles transformed lives, but they also challenged the established powers. "This man does not come from God," the Pharisees claimed, "because he does not observe the Sabbath." Confronting them, Jesus declared, "The Son of Man is Lord of the Sabbath," and he performed wondrous miracles at

Cana. He turned water into wine, his first miracle, astonishing all who were there. "Do whatever he tells you," Mary had instructed. On the Mount of Beatitudes, he declared, "Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven." He stilled a deep storm with just a command: "Be still! Be quiet!" His disciples wondered, "Who is this that even the wind and the sea obey him?" He fed 5,000 with five loaves and two fish and raised Lazarus from the dead with a call: "Lazarus, come forth!" He confronted religious leaders with the parable of the

Good Samaritan, challenging them: "Go and do likewise." His most profound teaching, the Sermon on the Mount, redefined the law with piercing clarity: "You have heard that it was said, but I tell you." In every miracle, sermon, and teaching, Jesus revealed the depth of divine love and the call to a life of faith and justice. Then... The fame of Jesus grew, and the religious leaders conspired against Him. "It is better that one man die for the people," said Caiaphas, the high priest in Jerusalem. Tensions were rising, Jesus, witnessing the oppression and corruption in the temple, overturned

the money changers' tables and drove out the merchants. "It is written, 'My house shall be called a house of prayer,' but you have made it a den of thieves." His action was a direct challenge to the religious authorities who began plotting to kill Him, but Jesus knew His time had come. He gathered His disciples for one last supper in an upper room in Jerusalem. Before the Last Supper, the air was thick with tension. "One of you will betray me," He suddenly announced, and the impact of His words left everyone stunned. "Is it I, Lord?" they

asked, one after another, fear and surprise in their voices. Judas, his heart filled with darkness, merely murmured, "Is it I, Master?" Jesus, with a piercing look, replied, "You have said so." During the supper, Jesus took bread, broke it, and gave it to His disciples. "Take and eat; this is my body." Then He took the cup, gave thanks, and passed it around. "Drink from it, all of you, for this is my blood of the New Covenant, shed for the forgiveness of sins." The solemnity of the moment was tangible; each disciple felt the heavy weight of His

words. He instructed them, "Do this in remembrance of me." Jesus knew that this act would become the cornerstone of the Christian faith. After dinner, Jesus led His disciples to the Garden of Gethsemane. "My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death," He confided to Peter, James, and John. He withdrew to pray, His agony so deep that His sweat was like drops of blood. "Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass from me; yet not as I will, but as you will," He prayed, accepting His fate. Suddenly, Judas appeared with an armed crowd.

"Hail, Master," he said, betraying Jesus with a kiss. In a drastic turn, Jesus was arrested, and the disciples fled, leaving Him alone in the hands of His foes. "Are you betraying the Son of Man with a kiss?" Jesus said, looking at Judas with sadness. The guards arrested Him, and the disciples ran away in terror. Jesus was brought before the Sanhedrin, where He was interrogated and beaten. "Tell us if you are the Christ," the chief priests demanded. "If I tell them, they won't believe," Jesus replied. "But from now on, the Son of Man will be seated

at the right hand of the power of God." "Are you then the Son of God?" they insisted. "You say that I am," Jesus declared. With a cry of rage, the high priest tore his garments. "Blasphemy! He deserves to die!" At dawn, He was brought before Pilate, the Roman governor. "Are you the king of the Jews?" Pilate asked. "You say so," Jesus answered. Pilate, finding no fault in Him, offered to release Him as per the Passover tradition. "Whom do you want me to release to you, Barabbas or Jesus who is called the Christ?" The crowd, stirred

up by the religious leaders, cried, "Barabbas!" "And what shall I do with Jesus?" "Crucify Him!" they shouted. "Crucify Him!" Jesus was brutally flogged, His body torn and bleeding. The Roman soldiers mocked Him, placing a crown of thorns and a purple robe on Him. "Hail, King of the Jews!" they jeered, striking Him on the head. Then they led Him to Golgotha, carrying His own cross. "Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing," Jesus prayed as they nailed Him to the cross. Beside Him, two thieves were crucified. One mocked Him, "Aren't you the

Christ? Save yourself and us!" The other, acknowledging his fault, said, "Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom." Jesus, with a tone of compassion, responded, "Truly, I tell you, today you will be with me in paradise." At noon, the land was plunged into darkness. Jesus, with a cry of agony, exclaimed, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" Shortly after, He breathed His last. "It is finished." The earth shook, and the temple veil was torn in two. A Roman centurion witnessing all this exclaimed, "Truly, this man was the Son of God." Jesus was

buried in a new tomb, and a large stone was rolled across the entrance. Three days later, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and other women went to the tomb with spices. But suddenly they saw that the stone had been removed. "Why do you look for the living among the dead?" said a radiant angel. "He is not here; He is risen." The miracle occurred. The women, filled with wonder and joy, ran to tell the disciples. Peter and John rushed to the tomb. "The Lord has risen!" they said, amazed. Jesus appeared to

Mary Magdalene in the garden. "Rabboni!" she exclaimed, kneeling before Him. "Go and tell my brothers that I am ascending to my Father and your Father," Jesus instructed. Jesus appeared to His disciples on several occasions, showing them the wounds in His hands and side. "Peace be with you," He said, and breathing on them, He added, "Receive the Holy Spirit." Finally, on the Mount of Olives, Jesus gathered them. "All authority has been given to me in heaven and on earth. Go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, the Son, and

the Holy Spirit, teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And lo, I am with you always, until the end of the world." As He blessed them, He was lifted up to heaven, and a cloud hid Him from their sight. The disciples, gazing into the sky, listened to the... "Voice of two men dressed in white: Why are you staring into the sky? This same Jesus, who has been taken from you into heaven, will return in the same way as you have seen him go." After Jesus' ascension, the disciples returned to Jerusalem, filled with fervor

and anticipation. "Let's wait for the Father's promise," said Peter, recalling Jesus' words. United in prayer, they waited in the upper room, not knowing when the Holy Spirit would come. On the day of Pentecost, a sound like a mighty wind filled the house where they were sitting. Tongues of fire settled on each of them, and they were all filled with the Holy Spirit, beginning to speak in different tongues. The crowd that had gathered was astonished. "How is it that each of us hears them speaking in our native language?" they wondered. Peter, standing with the eleven, raised

his voice and declared, "Men of Judea and all who dwell in Jerusalem, this is what was spoken by the prophet Joel: In the last days, God says, 'I will pour out my Spirit on all people.'" Peter's preaching was forthright and direct: "Repent and be baptized, each one of you, in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of your sins." That day, 3,000 people were added to the church. The community of believers grew rapidly, sharing everything they had and witnessing with power. However, opposition soon arose. Peter and John, upon healing a beggar at the Temple

Gate, were arrested. "In the name of Jesus of Nazareth, rise up and walk," Peter had declared. When interrogated by the Sanhedrin, Peter answered boldly, "We cannot help speaking about what we have seen and heard." Persecution intensified. Stephen, filled with grace and power, performed great wonders and signs among the people. Unable to withstand his wisdom, his adversaries falsely accused him and brought him before the Sanhedrin. "I see heaven open and the Son of Man standing at the right hand of God," Stephen exclaimed before being stoned to death. His last words were a prayer for forgiveness: "Lord,

do not hold this sin against them." Stephen's martyrdom triggered widespread persecution, scattering believers throughout Judea and Samaria. Philip, one of the seven deacons, preached in Samaria, and many converted. Saul of Tarsus, a fierce persecutor of the church, was given letters by the high priest to arrest Christians in Damascus. But on his journey, a light from heaven surrounded him, and he fell to the ground. "Saul, Saul, why do you persecute me?" a voice asked. "Who are you, Lord?" Saul replied. "I am Jesus, whom you are persecuting. Get up, go into the city, and you will be

told what you must do." Blind and trembling, Saul was led into Damascus. Ananias, a disciple, was sent by the Lord to pray for him. "Brother Saul, the Lord Jesus, who appeared to you on the road, has sent me so that you may regain your sight and be filled with the Holy Spirit." Scales fell from Saul's eyes, and he was baptized. From that moment on, he became the Apostle Paul, the great missionary of the gospel. Paul and Barnabas, sent by the Holy Spirit, took the gospel to the Gentile nations. In every city, they faced opposition and

danger, but they also saw great conversions. "We cannot help speaking about what we have seen and heard," they declared boldly. The Council of Jerusalem gathered to discuss whether Gentiles should follow the law of Moses. Peter, recalling his vision at Cornelius's house, said, "Why do we test God by putting a yoke on the necks of the disciples that neither our fathers nor we have been able to bear? We believe that we are saved through the grace of the Lord Jesus." The decision was clear: the Gentiles should not bear the burden of the law. Paul continued his

mission, facing shipwrecks, whippings, and prisons. In Athens, he declared, "God, having overlooked the times of ignorance, now commands all men everywhere to repent." In Ephesus, great miracles accompanied his preaching. The name of the Lord Jesus was magnified, and many, abandoning magic, publicly burned their books. Eventually, he was arrested, but Paul was able to be tried in Rome. On his journey to the capital of the Empire, he faced a terrible shipwreck; the ship completely broke apart, but all passengers and crew were miraculously saved, according to God's promise to Paul: "Do not fear," he had said, "God

has granted me the lives of all who sail with me." They arrived at the island of Malta. While gathering wood for a fire, a viper bit Paul's hand. "He's a murderer; Justice does not let him live!" the Islanders murmured, expecting him to drop dead. But Paul shook the snake into the fire and carried on as if nothing had happened. "He is a god!" they exclaimed in astonishment. God used his servant to heal all the sick on the island, including the father of the island's chief official. The grateful Maltese sent Paul onto Rome with all his

needs provided for. Paul, imprisoned in Rome, wrote letters to the churches and his mission comrades, strengthening and encouraging believers. "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me," he wrote to the Philippians, his indomitable spirit evident even in chains. His passion for the gospel was contagious, and his influence profound. Meanwhile, Peter, John, and other apostles continued their ministry in Jerusalem and beyond. In a divine vision, Peter was directed to the house of Cornelius, the Centurion, thereby opening the gospel's door to the Gentiles. "Truly I understand that God shows no partiality," Peter declared, "but in

every nation anyone who fears him and does what is right is acceptable to him." Exiled on the island of Patmos, the Apostle John received an apocalyptic vision that would become the Book of Revelation. "I am the Alpha and the Omega," he heard Jesus say. Say, John's vision, filled with symbols and prophecies, offered hope and challenge to the persecuted Church, assuring them that the final victory belongs to Christ. But on July 17th, 64 AD, the city of Rome, housing over a million people, was set ablaze. Nero, the emperor, dressed as an actor, climbed to the top

of Mucius' tower and watched the horrifying spectacle of flames devouring the city. The fire blazed for seven nights and six days. When the flames died down, 70% of the city lay in ruins. Out of Rome's 14 districts, 10 were ravaged by fire. The four least affected neighborhoods, densely populated by Jews and Christians, gave Nero the perfect reason to cast blame: blame the Christians. Nero commanded a brutal persecution of the Church, then began to crucify them. They shouted there was a shortage of wood for crosses; so great was the number of believers crucified. The believers were

tied to posts, covered in tar, and burned alive to light up the nights of Rome. It was a true massacre. Paul, once again arrested, was locked in a dungeon—an underground, dark, damp, and unhealthy basement. "I have fought the good fight," he wrote to Timothy from that prison, knowing his end was near. "I have finished the race; I have kept the faith. Now the crown of righteousness awaits me." In the darkness of his cell, the aged and chained Apostle Paul wrote his last epistle. The awareness of his impending martyrdom did not frighten him; on the contrary,

it filled him with faith. Finally, in the year 67 after Christ, Paul was beheaded. With his death, the world lost one of its greatest defenders of the faith, but his legacy endured, and his testimony inspired many to remain steadfast in their faith. As the apostles became martyrs, the Christian faith spread with renewed vigor. Christians gathered in homes and catacombs, sharing the Lord's Supper and encouraging one another. "Let us love one another," John urged in his letters, "for love comes from God." The Church also began to organize itself, with elders and bishops leading the communities. The

fall of Jerusalem in AD 70 was a devastating blow, but it also marked a turning point. Christians, heeding Jesus' warning, fled to Pella and other cities. The destruction of the Temple underscored the truth that true worship is not confined to a physical place but is centered on Christ. The Church continued to spread to North Africa; the blood of the martyrs is the seed of the Church. Despite persecution, the Church grew. The conversion of prominent figures, such as Justin Martyr, a pagan philosopher who embraced the Christian faith and argued that Christianity was the true philosophy, marked

this period. Over this 50-year period, the texts that today make up the New Testament were written. Four Gospels emerged, each with its own unique perspective: Matthew, Mark, and Luke—the Synoptic Gospels—depicted Jesus from complementary angles. "Jesus is the King of the Jews," Matthew declared, filled with Old Testament quotes; "He is the promised Messiah," Mark, with his direct and concise style, highlighted Jesus, the suffering servant—a message aimed at the Romans that focused more on His deeds than His words. "The Son of Man," described Luke, the gentle physician, with meticulous attention to historical details and an emphasis on

the perfect humanity of Jesus, Jesus, the perfect man, full of the Holy Spirit. The Gospel of John, written at the end of the first century, confronted Gnosticism: "Jesus is truly God and truly man," he affirmed clearly. John selected seven miracles and seven "I am" statements to prove Christ's divinity. "In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God." The book of Acts, a continuation of the story, narrates the expansion of the early Church from Jerusalem through Antioch and Ephesus. The Christian faith spread across the world; it has no

conclusion, they said, because the story of the Church continues. Finally, the last book of the New Testament, Revelation. Revelation is a prophetic book about the end of times and the second coming of Christ to Earth—prophecies that have not yet been fulfilled but that will soon be fulfilled—written by John through the visions he had on the island of Patmos. He penned: "I saw a new heaven and a new earth." He wrote, "The Lamb overcomes the Beast; the New Jerusalem descends from heaven." The story of the Church did not end with those texts; we are heirs and

continuers of the Church, born on Pentecost. The same Spirit that moved the apostles guides us today. If you want to understand the last book of the Bible, Revelation, you need to click on this video. If you think Revelation is a book about destruction, evil, or Satan, you are completely mistaken. Revelation tells us what will happen before, during, and after the second coming of Christ. You need to know it. Don't forget to support this video with a like and share this complete Bible story. Blessings!