1 Corinthians 15:55
Never in history did such tragedy visit one life in a single day as on that dark Friday when Jesus stumbled to Calvary bearing the cross, carrying the world’s sin and guilt.
Crucifixions were reserved for the outcasts of earth. But Christ was no ordinary victim. He was the One of whom it was written, “Through Him all things were made; without Him nothing was made that has been made” (John 1:3).
The tragedy of this ignominious crucifixion of Christ, even in this day, causes the heart to cry out, “Why?” Why such blindness to the Spirit-filled, God-indwelt character of the Savior? But through the tragic darkness of that Friday shone a glorious light of salvation, purchased at tremendous cost.
The continuing tragedy is that there are still those who remain blind to the cross of Christ, who do not see the Light, but continue to live in the darkness of sin and doubt.
John 3:16 is a truth certified by Jesus when He gave himself on the cross, so that “whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life.” Today there are millions of Christians who not only can recite that familiar text, but can relate it to a personal Easter experience. The sacrifice of Jesus wraps John 3:16 around them in loving assurance.
“Where, O Death, is your victory? Where, O Death, is your sting?” (1 Corinthians 15:55). Paul’s joyous exclamations to the Corinthians are echoed by all Christians during Easter, when it is realized anew that Jesus conquered death. What consternation there must have been among His enemies when the stone was rolled away in the garden, and Christ stepped out from the tomb to reveal Himself, first to Mary, and later to other followers.
Having experienced such a shattering tragedy, how could His followers accept the truth of a resurrected Christ? The darkness of their spirits would be difficult to penetrate. But when Jesus visited them, giving proof of His triumph, a glorious light dispelled the darkness. They knew without doubt that Jesus had turned tragedy into truth and truth into triumph.
Hallelujah! He is still doing it in the hearts of men and women, who with the poet exult:
The head that once was crowned with thorns,
Is crowned with glory now!
John D. Waldron, The War Cry