"And I will pour out on the house of David and the inhabitants of Jerusalem a spirit of grace and supplication. They will look on me, the one they have pierced, and they will mourn for him as one mourns for an only child, and grieve bitterly for him as one grieves for a firstborn son." (Zech 12:10)
When we think of Jesus, it's almost always with some positive emotion. We celebrate his birth, follow his life, commemorate his death and rejoice over his resurrection. These things are all great, and we should do them. But when do we take the time to "look upon the one we have pierced" and mourn for him? How often do we rend our hearts at what he had to go through for us so that we could have everlasting life?