We had before now considered Gethsemane and then Gabbatha. Now we move on to Golgotha. In considering Golgotha, we have on our hands the point at which all of history turned. Night finally had come on mankind, a new Dawn was in view.
Rightfully, it was called the place of the Skull. There are several background stories as to why it is called the place of the skull, but suffice it to say that, one thing is certain, that hill was associated with death. The kind that lasts.
It was the final known location of our Lord at least the first time around. And for a brief moment, all hope seemed lost. All hope was lost. Even his most ardent disciples couldn’t stand the reality before their eyes. On the hill far away, beyond their wildest imagination, the unimaginable had happened. Our Lord had just breathed his last. By his admission, he exhaled “it is finished”.
Golgotha had been the end of many a man. But not that day.
In the book of Hebrews, a record of this found, but with a word of comfort and exhortation for us:
Wherefore Jesus also, that he might sanctify the people with his own blood, suffered without the gate.
Let us go forth therefore unto him without the camp, bearing his reproach.
For here have we no continuing city, but we seek one to come.
In this final act, we find, He did all of that for us, to sanctify us by his blood, and on the part of the sanctified, we are left with one primary option as a response: to go forth without the camp, bearing his reproach.
At Golgotha, it became clear, that we have here no continuing city. All that must follow our Lord, must also follow him out of the camp. Nothing continues here. Everything terminates in death. We must go out. We must follow our Lord. And Calvary is the way out. The only way forward.