“But the fact is, it was our pains He carried- our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us… He took the punishment, and that made us whole. Through his bruises we get healed. We’re all like sheep who’ve wandered off and gotten lost. We’ve all done our own thing, gone our own way. And God has piled all our sins, everything we’ve done wrong, on Him,…on Him. He was beaten, He was tortured, but He didn’t say a word. Like a lamb taken to be slaughtered and like a sheep being sheared, He took it all in silence…”
Good Friday. Today, Lord, let us see and open ourselves up again to our need for You to come into the stale and stagnant of our lives. Into the mire. Into the rancid and selfish parts of our lives that are in need of what you did for us. What we remember today is your selfless sacrifice. Your selfless and all-encompassing love for us.
“The plan was that He give himself as an offering for sin so that He’d see life come from it—life, life, and more life. And God’s plan will deeply prosper through Him.” from Isaiah 53