The High Priest entered the Holiest Place one day each year. He carried with him the blood of the sacrifice for the Day of Atonement - But this was not the only sacrifice he oversaw and officiated in - his whole life was filled up with blood… his whole being was scarlet… and still he could not find a way to ease his conscience. For the heart, the mind the soul… all shouted out the condemnation he felt - guilty! Guilty! GUILTY!!! This is the fundamental problem with all of mankind. We are ALL guilty, and NOTHING we do can ever change that…