The soldiers led Jesus away into the palace (that is, the Praetorium) and called together the whole company of soldiers. They put a purple robe on him, then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on him. And they began to call out to him, “Hail, king of the Jews!” Again and again they struck him on the head with a staff and spit on him. Falling on their knees, they paid homage to him. And when they had mocked him, they took off the purple robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him out to crucify him.
Our Lord Jesus Christ suffered in every way that it is possible to suffer on this night. He was hurt physically and emotionally. The innocent Lamb of God was dressed up like a king and then spat upon. The One who had never sinned was beaten over the head again and again. The soldiers got on their knees before the King of Kings, not in reverence, but to make fun of Him. Mocking eyes looked upon the Son of God, sent by the Father to be the Savior of the world.
Picture this in your mind: The Light of the World surrounded by young, strong soldiers. He is bleeding from the head and dripping with spittle, surrounded by His captors who are jeering at Him. He knows He is about to die a torturous death, yet His heart is filled with love – love for His tormentors, love for His friends even as they deserted Him, and love for all humankind.
This is who Jesus was, and is, and always will be, for He is the same yesterday, today and forever. This is our God. Let us always look to Him.
Thank you, Lord, for Your incredible love. Help me to be like You. Take away my mocking eyes, that I may look upon others with Your love. Help me to turn my eyes always upon You. Amen.
Contributed by Cheryl Cole