The Weight of Love: Why the Crown Still Confronts Us

The cross is one of the most recognizable symbols in the world.
It is worn, gifted, displayed, and cherished. . .  rightly so.

But there is another symbol from the crucifixion that still unsettles us.

The crown of thorns.

Unlike the cross, the crown has never become comfortable. It was not a tool of execution alone. It was an instrument of mockery and torture. Thorns pressed into flesh. Pain layered on humiliation. A suffering meant to degrade as much as to wound.

And yet, Christ wore it willingly.

The crown reminds us that love was not abstract.
It had weight.
It hurt.
It was undeserved.

During Easter, we often rush to resurrection. . . to joy, light, and victory. But resurrection only has meaning because of what came before it. The crown forces us to pause there, to remember the cost before the celebration.

The weight of love was carried. . . and because it was, hope followed.

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