"The place which is called Calvary."The hill of comfort--is the hill of Calvary.Luke 23:33
The house of consolation--is built with the wood of the cross.
The temple of heavenly blessing--is founded upon the cleft rock--cleft by the spear which pierced His side.
No scene in sacred history ever gladdens the soul--like Calvary's tragedy!
Light springs from the midday-midnight of Golgotha!
Every flower of blessing blooms sweetly beneath the shadow of that accursed tree!
In that place of thirst--grace has dug a fountain which ever gushes with waters as pure as crystal, each drop capable of alleviating the woes of mankind!
You who have had your seasons of trouble--will confess that it was at Gethsemane, Gabbatha, and Golgotha that you have found real comfort.
The bitter herbs of Gethsemane--have often taken away the bitters of your life.
The scourge of Gabbatha--has often scourged away your cares.
The groans of Golgotha--have yielded you rare and rich comfort.
We would never have known Christ's love in all its heights and depths--if He had not died. Nor could we guess the Father's deep affection--if He had not given His Son to die. He who would know real love--let him retire to Calvary, and see the Man of sorrows die!Charles Spurgeon
It is only because the Lamb was slain that you and I can have eternal life, and find peace with God"Then I saw a Lamb, looking as if it had been slain, standing in the center of the throne!"Why should our exalted Lord appear in heaven--with His wounds? The wounds of Jesus are--His glories, His jewels, His sacred ornaments. To the eye of the believer, Jesus is lovely, because He is "white and ruddy"; white with innocence, and ruddy with His own blood. We see Him as the Lily of matchless purity--and as the Rose crimsoned with His own gore. Christ is lovely in His life and His teaching--but oh! there never was such a matchless Christ as He who hung upon the cross! There we behold all His beauties in perfection, all His attributes developed, all His love drawn out, all His character expressed!Revelation 5:6
Beloved, the wounds of Jesus are far more lovely in our eyes--than all the splendor and pomp of kings! The thorny crown is more attractive than any imperial diadem. Jesus wears the appearance of a slain Lamb--as His court dress in which He wooed our souls, and redeemed them by His complete atonement.
Nor are these only the ornaments of Christ--they are the trophies of His love and of His victory! He has redeemed for Himself a great multitude whom no man can number--and these scars are the memorials of the fight! Ah! if Christ delights to retain the thought of His sufferings for His people--how precious should His wounds be to us!"Behold how every wound of His,
A precious balm distills,
Which heals the scars that sin had made,
And cures all mortal ills.
Those wounds are mouths that preach His grace;
The ensigns of His love;
The seals of our expected bliss,
In paradise above!"Charles Spurgeon
