Christ was always a troublemaker. He walked through troubles just after igniting them and adding oil to them, when he showed the different face of Sabbath, when he cursed the cities, when he overturned the tables in temple and even when he gave his body and blood to eat and drink. Crucifixion was an outburst of irritation or intolerance started from his birth among a few people. It was not spontaneous, so that the mocking by people asking him to save himself and comedown from cross was not at all demanding for him, and was not at all something to be answered.
He expected a lot, we can understand the deepness of it as he say how much he longed to gather his beloved ones as a hen gather her chicks under her wings. Not only in human, he wished his presence must make some resonance even in comparatively less responding creatures. A fig tree withered only because it doesn’t bear fruits.
There is a holy restlessness; he is calling it pain of giving birth. He may be the one who felt it in its extremity. The cursing of cities and the troubles he caused in temple are all because of it.
His life was a journey. Losing all his powers he is facing Pontius Pilate. This instance there is no escape from the crowd who tried to stone him; no one drew back and fell to ground like it happened when he said ‘I am the one whom you are seeking’. Every journey ends in surrender.
Never ever this earth save something for him, it didn’t give him a place to born, didn’t give him fig to eat and didn’t even at his death give him water rather than vinegar. He died hanging in the air. But something was kept for him all the time, stones to throw at him, nails to pierce his hand and legs and a beautiful craft to die.
He draw a picture beautifully when he said, you have to give your shirt to someone who wish to take your coat. He didn’t say a word when they cast lots for his cloth. It was the excessive side of the poor widow’s copper coins. Thus the difference between giving and robbing become very narrow.
The meaning of victory for Jesus was something, which should be fulfilled only after death. But he expected a secret glorification. He asked this to his father in his prayer in Gethsemane. He collected the power from these small glorifications, as he has to glorify his father. He never trusted his disciples who insisted to go and die for him. He only need a glance of his mother in the mid of the way of cross and a towel from his beloved disciple.
Crucifixion was a mere accomplishment, a conclusion of his sermon on the mount. A very conclusion as if a proclamation from the roof.
He didn’t leave alone those who kept trust in him even when he said everything is finished while hanging in cross. Once he said, those who believe in him will do greater works than he did. He is in a journey to accomplish this promise. He walked along with two disciples all the way down to Emmaus; he showed his pierced heart to one disciple, he ate fish with the disciples who are tired of fishing.
It is a journey after death; the resurrection is just a door opening. Or else, how he can refuse to walk two miles if someone wish to walk with him one mile?