We often celebrate the blessing of God. Our worship is centered about how God has healed, saved, kept, protected or otherwise blessed us. Our services are a celebration of what He has done. The grave couldn't hold Him, the devil couldn't stop him. We make much about the power of God. We are drawn to His ministry of reconciliation. We who were once lost, are now saved. He erased all of our failures, sins and shortcomings to balance the ledger of our life. We worship Him for being the way maker. We rejoice in Him for healing. He is our deliverer. He has saved us from impossible situations from which we could not escape on our own. We are thankful for all these things. We preach and worship for all the attractive things of Christ; the love, peace, deliverance, help in times of distress and healing. Often we do not remember what it took to bring Him to the place where He could do all those things. The gory side of glory is not something that we like to preach about. Some churches do not even mention the blood, the cross or the Crucifixion. The reason we can praise, worship and rejoice is because there was a gory side of glory. He had to endure the cross so we could enjoy the blessings we have. What did reconciliation cost? He suffered so that we did not have to suffer. Before He could be attractive to us, He had to suffer the unattractive. Calvary as an awkward place. It is a bald ugly knob of rock. It was at this place, that many a destroyed life was ended. It was on this hill that Jesus was lifted on the most horrible way to torture and kill a human. It was painful. It was a long agonizing death. He did it for us. He did not deserve this fate. The crowd yelled that He got what he deserved. Isiah tells us that He didn't' get what He deserved, He got what we deserved. Jesus was pierced for our rebellion, He was beaten so we could be whole. He was led like a lamb to the slaughter with out a word. He who was blameless suffered a criminal's death for us. The reason we are all here is because of a place called Calvary. The reason we enjoy worship; the reason we even have a church is because He paid the price. Jesus paid a debt that He did not owe. Does our worship reflect that? Does our praise justify the cost? He did it willingly so we could be saved. Is our life worth the gory side of glory?