He died. The mocked for the mockers.
I was reading this morning about when Jesus was being mocked by the soldiers before His crucifixion. It made me think of that verse in Galatians 6 which says, “God is not mocked, for whatever one sows, that will he also reap.” At the heart of mocking is a fundamental disconnect between actions and the heart. That is, to mock Jesus is to tell Him one thing with our mouths, and to do a totally different thing with our lives. The soldiers did that.
Does it not seem, then, that mockery is the very air we breathe? We are either mocking, being tempted to mock, or surrounded by mockers of God at every moment. People who ignore Him. People who put His creation above Him in their hearts. This is who we are, and this is what our world is like.
And yet, Jesus died. The mocked for the mockers. And not just them, but us. And then He rose, conquering our sin. And perhaps we forget sometimes that He could’ve stopped the whole thing. We don’t deserve to have the death and resurrection of Christ as an integral part of our story, believers. He could’ve destroyed the world right then and there on the road to Calvary.
Instead, He endured the cross. He despised the shame. He’s seated at the right hand of God. He’s interceding on our behalf right now.
Aren’t you glad?