19/02/2026
Psalms 22:12-18 depict in vivid detail how Christ passed through His suffering of crucifixion. While Christ was being crucified on the cross, many fierce men, signified by mighty bulls, encompassed Him. They opened their mouth at Him like a ravening and roaring lion. Evil men, signified by dogs, surrounded Him, and a congregation of evildoers enclosed Him. They pierced His hands and feet. They divided His garments to themselves, and for His clothing they cast lots. They also looked, stared at Him with contempt and hatred. On the cross He was poured out like water. All His bones were out of joint because He could not hold up the weight of His body as it hung on the cross. This caused Him great agony and pain. Also, He counted all His bones. His heart was like wax melted within Him. His strength was dried up like a shard, a piece of broken pottery. His tongue was stuck to His jaws. God had put Him in the dust of death.
As I read this portion earlier, every word settles heavily in my heart. I find myself quietly reflecting on the depth of redemption the Lord carried on the cross. The suffering He endured was not only physical but deeply personal, a willing sacrifice for humanity. What humbles me is the realization that even after such love was poured out, many still reject and mock Him, even today. The cross is not just a story of suffering, but a mirror that gently asks how we will respond to such love.