When man fell, the ground fell with him.
The voice of God declared,
“Thorns and thistles it shall bring forth for you.” (Genesis 3:18)
What once yielded life with ease now labored in sorrow.
The soil that was meant to nourish began to wound, and creation itself bore the mark of man’s rebellion.
Throughout Scripture, thorns appear again and again… Twenty-one times…
A number that marks the fullness of struggle before the moment of deliverance.
Each mention whispers of the same truth.
That pain would run its course until redemption came.
And then, on a hill called Golgotha,
the curse took shape once more.
Not in the ground, but upon the brow of the Son of Man.
A crown of thorns…
Thick, twisted, and cruel was pressed into the head of the Redeemer.
The very symbol of sin’s consequence
became the emblem of salvation.
The ground once cursed was lifted up
and laid upon Christ, the second Adam,
so that what began in rebellion
might be finished in redemption.
What man’s sin produced, Christ carried.
What once separated us from God
was placed upon the One who would
reconcile us to Him.
And in that moment…
Blood mingled with thorns…
The curse met its end.
The crown that pierced His head proclaimed a greater truth.
That every wound of the fall
was met by the mercy of the cross.
The ground once cursed with thorns
became the crown upon our Savior’s head.
What began in rebellion
was forever redeemed in love.
Jacefaith 
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