Calvary
All His weary pilgrimage, from Bethlehem’s manger to Calvary’s cross, is, in our eyes, paved with glory. Each spot upon which he trod is, to our souls, consecrated at once, simply because there the foot of earth’s Saviour and our own Redeemer once was placed.
God is just; but we never know that half so well till in Gethsemane’s glooms and in the midst of Golgotha’s horrors we have tarried for awhile.
It is pleasant to look back to Calvary’s hill, and to behold that bleeding form expiring on the tree; it f! sweet, amazingly sweet, to pry with eyes of love between those thick olives, and hear the groanings of the man who sweat great drops of blood.
The hill of comfort is the hill of Calvary; the house of consolation is builded with the wood of the cross; the temple of heavenly cordials is founded upon the riven rock, riven by the spear which pierced its side. No scene in sacred history ever gladdens the soul like the scene on Calvary.
Calvary is the spot where sin committed its direst crimes. Sin is exceeding sinful when it is a homicide, but it is most sinful when it turns deicide, and kills its God.
From the cross of Calvary, where the bleeding hands of Jesus drop mercy; from the garden of Gethsemane, where the bleeding pores of the Saviour sweat pardons, the cry comes, “Look unto me, and be ye saved, all the ends of the earth.” From Calvary’s summit, where Jesus cries, “It is finished!” I hear a shout, “Look, and be saved.”
A view of Christ on Calvary is always beneficial to a Christian. Look no longer to Sinai. Come thou here and look to Calvary, to Calvary’s victim, and to Joseph’s grave.
When Christ paid the ransom, he did it all himself! He was very particular about that. Simon, the Cyrenian, might bear the cross; bat Simon, the Cyrenian, might not be nailed to it. That sacred circle of Calvary was kept for Christ alone. Two thieves were with him there; not righteous men, lest any should have said that the death of those two righteous men helped the Saviour.
An infallible remedy for misery is the cross. If thou wilt mix the cross in thy cup, thou wilt find it like the tree cast into the fountain of Marah; it will make the water thereof sweet.