The Cost to Jesus for our Salvation

We will never quite know what it took for Christ to die for our sins. What that cost was had to be beyond human understanding. The creator of this Earth, being beaten and mocked by the very creation He created. What it must have taken for Him not to fully and justifiably destroy everything and everyone who had ever lived. The torment of the Holy Spirit to endure that which he knew, and harrowed was coming from before the dawn of time. How about what it must have been like for the Father to have to watch as His own child was spit on and dismantled to the point he was not even recognizable as a human being. Surly I tell you, the cost to the trinity was beyond words.

His last day on Earth was without equal on this planet before, or since. He knew everything that was going to happen to him, and even was the mastermind behind His own death. He set the wheels in motion at the Passover supper when He said someone will betray Him, prompting Judas to act quickly or else Jesus would get away. He knew that it had to occur on Passover, yet it was unlawful for the Jewish people to hold court on a Sabbath. In fact everything that occurred that night, and the following day was completely unlawful. From the Judges arresting and convicting him, to the crucifixion on a Jewish feast, nothing was done properly. He was proclaimed innocent by Pilot, yet He was condemned by the masses. To prevent a riot, Pilot gave the order, and then washed His hands of the situation. In a way I feel bad for Pilot. I don’t think he wanted to do it, I think that all the pressure made him do it. I would like to think that once he got word of the resurrection he converted to a believer. I don’t know this, but it would be a very nice ending to that part.

After the order was given, they beat Jesus so badly that it made him almost look inhuman. The New Testament give details, but the book of Isaiah gives better details. They pulled out His beard, the whipped Him, and punched Him in the face. Let’s just think about that for a second. They pulled out His beard in clumps. Imagine how His face would have looked. Bloody and disfigured. He was so tired and weary from the brutality that He was unable to walk on His own. The mocked Him with the crown of thorn’s. Let’s just call a spade a spade; in essence He became a meat sack. The injuries he sustained that day would probably been enough to kill Him, but then they nailed Him on a wooden cross, and displayed Him to the masses as a common criminal and liar.

After He died, He was taken down and placed in a tomb of an extremely wealthy man. That, in and of itself, is a prophecy spoken of in the Old Testament. Where He was laid to rest in the tomb on the following day, then Romans placed guards to prevent anyone from stealing the body. When He was resurrected that Sunday morning, He was the same person he was when He died. Still had the nail prints, still had the disfigurements from the beating. He isn’t the Jesus we think about in the pictures, all hansom and cleaned up. To the contrary, he would have looked the way he did when He was buried. That is why Mary didn’t recognize Him until he spoke, that is why the two disciples didn’t recognize him until He broke the bread. Peter knew it was Him because He told him to cast the net on the other side of the boat just as before.

We know that when we get to heaven we will see exactly we did to Him on that fateful and horrible day. As it says in Revelation, “I see a lamb as it had been slaughtered.” . But, rejoice, because His death wasn’t a tragedy, it was an accomplishment. It was the ultimate accomplishment by a Loving and Merciful God.