Were You There?

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At the heart of the city of London is Charing Cross. All distances across the city are measured from its central point. Locals refer to it simply as “the cross.” One day a child became lost in the bustling metropolis.  A city police officer (A “bobby,” as they are referred to in London) came to the child’s aid to try and help him return to his family. The bobby asked the child a variety of questions in an attempt to discover where the boy lived, to no avail. Finally, with tears streaming down the boy’s face, he said, “If you will take me to the cross I think I can find my way from there.” What an apt description of the Christian life. The cross is both the starting place of our new life in Christ, but also the place we must return to, time and again, to keep our bearings in life. – Stuart Strachan Jr.

Today marks the day of all days, called “Good Friday” by believers around the world. At approximately 7AM, Roman governor of Judea, Marcus Pontius Pilatus, sentenced Jesus to die by crucifixion. At approximately 8AM, the patibulum, or cross beam was affixed to Jesus’ shoulders through ropes, as a soldier tied a rope around His waist and led Him through the streets of Jerusalem for all to see what happens when someone defies the power of Rome. The cross beam would have weighed approximately 50-60 pounds. Around His neck was hung the titulus crucis, a sign to be nailed to the top of Jesus’ cross declaring His crime: “King of the Jews”, written in Latin, Greek and Hebrew. The site of Jesus’ sentencing is believed to have been the Antonia Fortress built by Herod the Great, and called the Praetorium by Pilate. From that site to Golgotha would have been approximately .5 miles. The weather at that time would have been hot, and dry while the road would have been unpaved, and bumpy studded with scores of crevices made by carts and beasts of burden. As one approached the outside walls of the city the road would have begun to slope upward leading to the hill of Golgotha, or Calvary (the Skull). Fluid accumulated around Jesus’ lungs, as His body was almost numb from severe exhaustion, severe mental and physical sufferings, the flogging, and the nerve-racking, and lancinating pains from the crown of thorns. Jesus fell more than once as He journeyed to the Hill, and the final fall led the accompanying soldier, the exactor mortis, to enlist Simon of Cyrene to carry His cross the rest of the way. Jesus’ robe was literally glued to His Body by the clotted blood which was ripped from His body before His crucifixion. Nailing His hands first to the cross beam, the median nerve (we know it as the “funny bone”) was pierced sending bolts of pain searing through Jesus’ arms. Several soldiers were enlisted to lift Him up to the stipes, or upright post, that was mortised at the top, allowing the soldiers to simply lift and drop the cross beam onto it. Next the soldiers affixed Jesus’ feet either to the sides or the face of the cross, and rather than placing a nail through both feet, archaeological and forensic experts, have surmised that both feet were nailed independently of one another. If the feet were nailed to the face of the cross the median nerve would have also been pierced sending shooting pain up through Jesus’ legs.

At the sixth hour, or noon, darkness covered the land. This lasted 3 hours. One teacher aptly said, If God the Father had to turn His back on His Son, no one else was going to be able to look at Him. Some would see this darkness as a sign of coming judgment. One ancient writer recorded: “When the sun is obscured, it is an evil sign to the nations….when the moon is obscured, it is an evil sign to Israel, because Israel reckons according to the moon, the nations of the world according to the sun.” It was into this darkness Jesus entered into the deepest depths of suffering, as body, soul, and spirit enter a separation between Heaven and earth, God and mankind. It was here Jesus was suspended making a way for us to leave this earth and ascend into His Presence.

At the highest point of His agony, and the filling full of all of histories sins, Jesus stretched forth and shouted in Aramaic, “Ho Mashalam!” Which is one word in the Greek: “Tetelestai!” Our English equivalent is a phrase, “IT IS FINISHED!” And as Scripture records, “He bowed His head and gave up His Spirit.” Those who owed so much that they never could repay – had their debt canceled by He Who owed nothing. He paid our debt through His sufferings, “cancelling the written code that was against us and that stood opposed to us; He took it away, nailing it to the cross.” (Col. 2:14) This is the GIFT! You can’t pay for it, or earn it. You don’t deserve it, nor can you escape it. His cross, His death, His cry, echoes through the universe as a testimony that can never be reversed.

In relation to this event thousands, and tens of thousands, have identified with their suffering Messiah declaring, along with the Apostle Paul, “I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live but Christ lives in me!” (Gal. 2:20). We are reminded of the old hymn which asks, “Were You There”? This African-American spiritual probably predated the Civil War, asking the obvious question, placing each person who hears the question on the witness stand. The slaves who authored this song could readily relate to the sufferings of Christ, and the brutality of slavery. In the book titled, “Stories Behind the Traditions of Easter,” the author states: “Maybe the fact that spirituals were the joint cries and shouts of Christians looking for the freedom that only God could bring gives the message of this song much more impact. None of us were there in body when Christ died, but all of us need to go there in spirit. To understand the gift of salvation, each sinner must realize that he or she is a slave to the world: only then does seeing Christ on the cross make the impact all the more real.”

Too Familiar With An Unfamiliar God

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One of the earliest forms of Christian art isn’t a painting, sculpture or even a catacomb fresco. It’s a patch of graffiti on plaster, discovered in the Paedagogium on the Palatine Hill in Rome and dated to around 200 A.D.. Imperial teachers used the Paedagogium building to educate the emperor’s staff, and perhaps an idle student etched the crude artwork. The drawing depicts a man with an ass’s head, hanging on a cross. Viewed from behind, the crucified man turns to the left, looking down at a youth with a raised arm. An inscription underneath the cross figure claims in Greek, “Alexamenos worships his god” obviously mocking Jesus and those who followed Him.

From Jesus’ Garden experience, to His death on the cross, Jesus experienced a range of emotions, as friend, and foe did with Him as they wished. Feelings of apathy, complacency, betrayal, abandonment, injustice, scorn, contempt, and mockery – Jesus felt the full weight of them all. During His scourging He experienced the pain of their scorn, and mockery in a way very few humans have ever had the opportunity to endure. While writing this I think of an old saying, Familiarity breeds contempt. Yet there is also another saying that states, Humankind is way too familiar with an unfamiliar God. Both of these sayings ring true in the scourging, or flogging of Jesus.

The Almighty God, Creator of Heaven and Earth, the Most High God has been put on trial – by His crowning achievement, mankind. While men mocked, creation groaned, as the Savior of the world was beaten to ribbons. Soldiers who were present at the beating assumed they were dealing with just another despised Jew. But as they put Hm through the rigors of “preparation” for crucifixion they soon discovered that they weren’t at all familiar with this kind of man. Stripping Jesus naked, and stretching His arms above His head, they handcuffed Him to a pillar to begin what the Romans called the “half-death.” Called by this name because the punishment was so severe victims would often die during the scourging, or flogging. Two soldiers administered the punishment using a flagrum (a whip consisting of one leather cord that spread out into three to four thongs). Each thong made use of dumbbell-shaped bits of metal attached to the tails that at times contained bits of bone or pottery. Frederick Zugibe adds that: An analysis of the Shroud of Turin very strikingly reveals dumbbell-shaped markings all over the front and back of the trunk and legs down to the calves, essentially sparing the head, neck, and arms….He reminds us that the Jews had a limit of 40 lashes minus one, according to Jewish Law, but the Romans had no such limitations. In fact, the soldiers head lictor, had the responsibility of insuring the victim would not die during the process. His expertise, other than inflicting the ultimate pain, was to take the pulse of a victim who may have become unconscious during the process. If the pulse remained strong he gave the signal to continue lashing the accused until both soldiers became exhausted.

While most men screamed in agony, crying for mercy, Jesus took His punishment in silence. As Isa. 53 states: He was oppressed and He was afflicted, yet He opened not His mouth; He was led as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before its shearers is silent, so He opened not His mouth. These soldiers weren’t at all familiar with this kind of man. His majesty, and His silence, unsettled them. This led to His mockery by the other soldiers. What mankind doesn’t understand he often holds in contempt, and derision, lashing out at any opportunity to bring the scorned object down to a manageable level. Placing a half cloak of royalty upon His lacerated shoulders, platted thorns to form a crown to cover His scalp, they knelt in mock homage. As the soldiers filed past, they would kneel, spit on Him, snatching the mock reed scepter from His hand, striking His crown of thorns, nose and face. This created what is known in the medical community as trigeminal neuralgia, a neurological condition in which stabbing, lancinating, explosive, spasmodic pain lasted for hours. Patients who have agonized over this condition describe their pains as “knife-like stabs,” “electric shocks,” or “jabs with a red-hot poker.” The soldiers, exhausting the limits of their amusement, snatched the royal cape from His shoulders, which had become glued to His body by the clotted blood from the open wounds and lacerations. Following this shock, and searing pain, they placed His own robe back on His bruised, and bleeding body.

In a day, and age in which Christianity seems to be personified by “what’s in it for me?” In which, the average church member give accounts of their bouts of enduring the “rigors” of worship, prayer, or Bible study. When compared to the scourging of Christ it should become evident that were not that far removed from Roman soldiers who were indifferent to the sufferings of a King from another world; that we too have become way too familiar with an unfamiliar God. The Resurrection of Christ should lead us to truly kneel in homage to the King of all kings, surrendering, and committing our lives to become intimate with the One whose Heart was laid bare for all the world, and all of history to see. Have you been guilty of being too familiar with an unfamiliar God? Pledge your life to make this Resurrection Day one of renewed pursuit, and seeking, of the One Who gave His all in passionate love for you.