He Knew.
I wanna think about Jesus for a moment, before His death. Think about the fact that a couple days before His crucifixion, He knew that the crowd that adored Him just a couple days ago would reject Him. He knew that His time was coming, that He was about to do what the Father had sent Him to earth to do. Think about the fact that He knew the pain that the disciples would feel, the sorrow His mother would experience, the sins that would be forgiven. A couple days before His crucifixion, Christ KNEW. He knew that the beatings He would bear would heal us of all our iniquities. He knew that He would have to bear the sins of the world, the shame, the guilts, the brokenness of this world, yet He chose to go through with it. He chose to have the full wrath of God placed on Him, He knew He would be alone in this. He knew that mockery and disbelief would rage on in the front row viewers of those watching Him being nailed to that rugged cross. He knew, and He thought of us in the midst of it all.