And the soldiers plaited a crown of thorns, and put it on his head, and they arrayed him in a purple robe; they came up to him, saying, “Hail, King of the Jews!” and stuck him with their hands.
Besides the pain of the torture being inflicted, there’s also the emotional pain. The taunts, the jeers, the jests from the soldiers and the crowds.
Jesus has just been scourged. Now, the soldiers, of their own initiative, decide to hurt Him even more. They weave a crown of thorns. Not like rose bush thorns, even though those hurt enough. The thorns that grow in the Holy Land could be inches long. So these are what the soldier wove into a crown and placed on Jesus’ head.
How can we bear to think about this?