As the crown of thorns was placed on His head, He thought of me and instantly guaranteed my wearing of the Crown of life. He said, “My daughter, don’t miss the crown of life for my crown of thorns is your guarantee for the crown of life. Don’t let Me do this in vain.” With tear drops and indescribable pain, He proceeded.
Then the whips landed on His bare back and tore His flesh. Blood gushed out and screams escaped from His mouth. The pain was so severe but he kept holding on. He thought of me and with a painful smile, He said, “I don’t mind suffering for you healing.”
It was several miles to Golgotha and despite His sufferings and pains, He was made to carry my cross and walk there. If it was me, I’m sure I wouldn’t cover more than a quarter mile before I would collapse and die. But despite my weakness, He was strong. On the journey to Golgotha, with crown of thorns on his head, whiplashes on His bare back, blood trickling from His wounds, and His hair matted to His forehead due to His blood and sweat, He thought of me and declared, “I can go several miles all for your freedom!” I was shocked because I’ve never felt such love. Never!
The cross was heavy though I can’t guess the weight. But my Lord was to carry it like a condemned servant. He bore my grief and carried my sorrows. My iniquity was laid on him and he bore my transgressions. When He got to Golgotha, He thought of me again, smiled weakly and said, “Cast your burdens upon me for I care!”
When they brought the iron nails of about 5-7 inches long and about 3/8th of an inch square wide, I was wondering what they wanted to use it for. Before I knew it, they drove the nails into His wrists and feet, and with a very large and heavy hammer, fastened Him to the cross with His nailed wrists and feet. He cried out, he tried to shake His head but He couldn’t. The thorns kept tearing into his flesh. His median nerve and veins were crushed by the hammered nails. He kept crying from the pain. Blood oozed from His wrists and feet like a bursted bank of river. As for the nails, He thought of me and said, “Stick and fasten yourself to me, come what may!” And as for the blood, it avails for me and cries for mercy on my sins.
The extreme pain, coupled with loss of blood gave rise to intense thirst. He was so thirsty that he wanted to faint. His tongue was dry and he felt life slipping out of Him. He couldn’t die for it was not yet the appointed time. He thirst so much that He couldn’t bear it any longer, he raised His head, looked at me and said, “So also do I want you to thirst after me and after righteousness!”
“When Jesus therefore had received the vinegar, He said, it is finished: and he bowed His head, and gave up His spirit.” John 19:30.
He was crucified; His life traded for mine, and only then was the MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!