John 19:1-5: in context

Pilate has Jesus flogged. The soldiers twist together a crown of thorns and press it onto his head, throw a purple robe over him, and come up to him with a jeering salute, Hail, King of the Jews, striking him in the face. Then Pilate brings him out to the crowd, beaten, bleeding, wearing the thorns and the mock-royal purple, and says, Behold, I find no basis for a charge against him. Jesus comes out, and Pilate presents him with a single sentence: Behold, the man.

The mockery in this scene tells a truth deeper than those who spoke it understood. The soldiers meant the crown of thorns and the purple robe as cruel theater, dressing up a condemned man as a king to make sport of him and of the people who hoped for one. But everything they did in scorn was true. He is the King, and this is his coronation, crowned with thorns, the very thorns that grew from the ground when it was cursed for humanity's sin, robed in the purple of a majesty the world could not recognize. The King of all the earth is enthroned on a cross, wearing a crown of the curse he came to bear. And Pilate's words, Behold the man, meant perhaps as pity or contempt, become an invitation across the centuries: behold the man, look at him, this beaten and bleeding figure, and see who he really is. Here is what love looks like when it takes the full weight of the world's cruelty and injustice without striking back; here is the King reigning from the place of shame. The scene asks us to do exactly what Pilate said, to behold the man, and to understand that the mockery was unwittingly the truth. This is the King, and this is how he wears his crown.

Can I do what Pilate unknowingly invited, and behold the man, looking at the King crowned with thorns until I understand that the mockery told the truth, that this bleeding figure is my King reigning from the place of shame?