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An Evening Devotion for Tuesday of Holy Week
Preparing our hearts for Good Friday and Easter (One more coming this evening)
The Savior is crowned with thorns.
Adapted from the accounts of
Mt 27:27-31; Mk 15:16-20; Jn 19:1-7
Jesus is flogged and crowned.
The soldiers of the governor took Jesus into the governor’s headquarters inside the palace, and they gathered the whole battalion before Him. And they stripped Him and put a scarlet robe on Him, and twisting together a crown of thorns, they put it on His head and put a reed in His right hand. And kneeling before Him, they saluted and mocked Him, saying,
“Hail, King of the Jews!”
Pilate went out again and said to crowd,
“See, I am bringing him out to you that you may know that I find no guilt in him.”
So Jesus came out, wearing the crown of thorns and the purple robe. Pilate said to them,
“Behold the man!”
And they spit on Him and took the reed and struck Him on the head. And when they had mocked Him, they took the purple robe and put His own clothes on Him and led Him away to crucify Him.
When the chief priests and the officers saw Him, they cried out,
“Crucify him, crucify him!”
Pilate said to them,
“Take him yourselves and crucify him, for I find no guilt in him.”
The Jews answered him,
“We have a law, and according to that law he ought to die because he has made himself the Son of God.”
God incarnate. God in human flesh.
That’s who stands before them.
The God of Abraham and Sarah, Isaac and Rebecca, and Jacob and Rachel, the God of Miriam and Moses, Joshua and Samson, the God of Hannah and Samuel, David and Solomon, the God of Esther, Hezekiah and Nehemiah, the God of Isaiah, Jeremiah and Ezekiel stands before a mob bent on crucifying Him. With a word, He could destroy their power and disintegrate their bodies.
But He does not.
Instead, He allows them to beat Him, to flog Him, to mock Him, to crown Him with brutal scalp-piercing thorns.
The Psalmist captures the atmosphere: (Ps. 22:6-7)
But I am a worm and not a man,
scorned by mankind
and despised by the people
. All who see Me mock Me;
They make mouths at Me;
. they wag their heads;
Allow your heart to marvel at the restraint your Lord showed. He who possessed all power allows all the injustice of the moment to fall on Him.
Because, He came to give His life “a ransom for many” (Matthew 20:28).
Because, He came to demonstrate His love, in that while we were yet sinners, He—the anointed fulfillment of Scripture, the Savior of the world—laid His life down for us (Roman 5:8).
You are one of the many, if you believe on His name. Is that not news worthy of both tears and rejoicing?
“Ransomed Sacrifice for my sin, thank You for the meekness of Your stand that day. You kept power under control so that I could be ransomed from the death I deserved. Help me to live in such a way that others never view Your life as a museum exhibition, but rather as a love letter written in the blood of Your sacrifice. In Your matchless name, Amen.