In the morning–after a long night of deliberation–the chief priests, elders, scribes and the whole council decided to hand Jesus over to Pontius Pilate. They bound him and gave him over to Roman hands for his fate to be decided by another. Pilate questioned him, “Are you the King of the Jews?”
Jesus responded, “You’re the one who says it.”
The people who had brought Jesus in chains–as if he were some dangerous criminal–began to accuse him of many and sundry things before Pilate but Pilate waved them off and asked him, again, “Are you the King of the Jews? Don’t you have an answer for me?” He asked because this is what Rome really wanted to know deep down at the heart of the question: was Jesus proclaiming himself King over a Kingdom that Rome didn’t endorse? He continued, “Won’t you defend yourself? Do you not understand the gravity of what they’re accusing you of?” Jesus didn’t offer any reply and Pilate couldn’t believe that he’d simply sit there and take it.
Rome had a custom in Jerusalem of releasing one prisoner from captivity every Passover. This wasn’t because of any innate mercy but, rather, because they recognized that the Jews hated them and dreamed of liberation. With the release of a prisoner, they could lessen the potential for revolution. Some in the crowd began asking Pilate for the release of a prisoner in accordance with the custom. Pilate devised a plan to pass the buck and so he had Barabbas brought out of prison in chains. Barabbas had committed murder in a recent rebellion and was considered a danger to the people. He asked the people if they wouldn’t rather have Jesus released because he was aware that there was something suspicious about how Jesus ended up in his hands. But the crowd was stirred up to demand the release of Barabbas. Shocked, Pilate asked them, “Then what shall I do with your King?” They demanded that he should be crucified. “Why?” Pilate asked. “What has he done?” he questioned. There was no answer to his question but only more demands for Jesus to be crucified. So, Pilate caved to their demands in order to lessen the tension–he didn’t want a revolution on his imperial record. He released Barabbas and had Jesus beaten before being handed over to be crucified.
After Jesus had been whipped and beaten the soldiers in charge of him led him into the courtyard of Pilate’s headquarters and called together the whole cohort of Roman soldiers. Feeling full of imperial pride, they mocked him mercilessly. They put a purple cloak on him and called him “King” bowing before him in mock submission. If only they had known that sincerity could have brought redemption, they would have thought twice. The cloak became stuck to his body as the blood dried. They twisted some thorns into a crown and had a mock coronation of Jesus as a type of Caesar. Once they had had their fill of cruelty, they stripped the clothes from him–reopening his many wounds–and led him out to crucify him between two other revolutionaries.
After some time, they became aware that their beating and torture of Jesus had weakened him before his monumental task of carrying his own cross to the place of his death. So, they compelled Simon of Cyrene–the father of Alexander and Rufus–to carry the cross for him. They brought Jesus to the place called Golgotha–meaning “place of skulls”–and offered him wine mixed with myrrh as was their custom. This drink would likely have numbed Jesus somewhat but he refused it They didn’t care whether he suffered more so they didn’t offer it again to him. They held him down–though he didn’t resist–and drove spiked through his wrists.Then, they rose the cross up and with a thud it fell into its place in the ground. As he felt the first excruciating moments they gambled for his meager possessions and clothing.
Over his head they hung a placard with the charge that merited his death. It read, “The King of the Jews.” The crowd that gathered heaped mockery and scorn upon him. One cried out, “Wait! Aren’t you the one who said you could destroy the temple and build it in three days? If you’re so great, why not come down and save yourself?”
The chief priests and scribes who attended his crucifixion joked with one another, “He saved others but he can’t save himself? Let this Messiah–the King of All Israel, right?–come down so that we might see it and believe it.” They laughed with each other at the ridiculous thought that God or God’s Messiah would ever consent to die on a Roman cross. About three hours after all this started, darkness descended as far as the eye could see. This darkness lasted another three hours while Jesus died. At three o’clock Jesus cried out with a loud voice quoting the twenty-second psalm, “Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?” (meaning “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”
Some of the bystanders misunderstood him and thought he was crying out for Elijah so as one of them ran to give him a drink from a sponge of sour wine they stopped him saying, “Wait a minute. Let’s see if Elijah comes to take him down.” Then, Jesus cried out and took his last pained breath. At that moment, an earthquake ripped the land and the veil in the temple that separated the Holy of Holies from the rest was torn in two from top to bottom even though it was very thick and the building was unharmed. At that moment, God died.
At this, the Roman centurion was amazed and remarked to those nearby, “Surely this man really was God’s son.”
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