3 He was despised and rejected by mankind [...] 4 Surely he
took up our pain and bore our suffering [...] 5 But he was
pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was on him,
and by his wounds we are healed.[...] 7 He was oppressed
and afflicted, yet he did not open his mouth[...] he
did not open his mouth. 8 [...] for the transgression
of my people he was punished.
took up our pain and bore our suffering [...] 5 But he was
pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was on him,
and by his wounds we are healed.[...] 7 He was oppressed
and afflicted, yet he did not open his mouth[...] he
did not open his mouth. 8 [...] for the transgression
of my people he was punished.
Now, can I just point something out here? This book was written around 8 years before Jesus was even born. So around 40 years before this horrific murder took place. I'm sorry, but I just can't accept this as a coincidence.
The prophet Isaiah foretold the coming of the Messiah - he went into detail about His trial and His murder.
Just imagine for one minute, that you are Mary, the earthly mother of Jesus. You have studied the scriptures and you know of this prophesy. Imagine how you would feel then, knowing that your unborn child, whom you are carrying in your womb, desperately trying to protect and provide for, is the fulfillment of this prophesy. Your precious little bundle of joy is the very man whose trial and death was depicted all those years ago.
Can you even imagine it? I can't!
Knowing that your child is the Son of God is one thing, but then having to watch him grow up and know that he will be murdered in cold blood, in order to appeal to the Almighty Father for the sins of complete strangers... How on earth do you cope with that?!
Knowing that He could have stopped it, if He'd just opened His mouth, but He didn't, and He wouldn't - other than to intercede once more, to beg His Father in Heaven to forgive the very people who brought about His death!
He did this for me. I might as well have been that cruel, heartless soldier, nailing Him to that piece of wood; spitting upon His beautiful, mangled face.
Just take a second and try to imagine that.
After all that, He still loves me - and prays for me every day! Even now, I still can't wrap my head around it - it's truly amazing grace!
- Lisa
(Image from Deviant Art, a still from the Passion of the Christ)
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