Were you there? When we are honest with ourselves, we know that we were there too and that we helped to put Christ there. Because every attitude present on that hilltop that day is present with us now. Every emotion that tugged at human hearts then tugs at human hearts still. 

Every face that was there is here too, every voice that shouted then is shouting still. Every human being was represented at Calvary, every sin was in a nail or the point of the spear or the needle-like thorns, and pardon for them all was in the blood that was shed.

Almost 2100 years have passed away, but the rains of the centuries have not yet washed away the blood from the rotting wood of a deserted cross. 

Nor have the winds covered Christ’s footprints in the sands of time. Calvary still stands, and you and I erect the cross again and again and again, every time we sin. 

The hammer blows are still echoing somewhere in the caverns of your heart and mine. Every time we deny him he is being crucified again and again and again. Were you there when they crucified my Lord? I was! Were you?
Peter Marshall SR.