Pierced For Me

Jesus on the cross

According to my Fitbit I’ve slept 5 hours, but my exhausted body has been laying down much longer. Besides the normal itching nerve pain is something much more painful. It’s clear that my big, recently implanted new stimulator battery has officially shifted. I noticed a painful change this past Saturday after going for a much needed walk.

However, now it feels more like the end of a drill is trying to poke out of my back. One corner of the battery is pushing hard right on the still healing and very sensitive incision. I already had reasons I could not lay long on my lower back, but now add to that my right side. My patience is running thin especially while my battery is truly becoming more of a thorn in my flesh. It’s like a nightmare that never ends and constantly keeps you uncomfortable.

I woke up this morning finally just nauseous from the continuous stabbing in my right side. I can’t imagine what Jesus endured for me on that cross. How could he endure such nonstop pain? How could he let them beat him until his body was absolutely raw? How could he let them break every bone in his body? How could he swallow nails driven into both his hands and feet? Only pure love for you and me!

“He was despised and rejected—
a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief. We turned our backs on him and looked the other way. He was despised, and we did not care. Yet it was our weaknesses he carried; it was our sorrowsa that weighed him down. And we thought his troubles were a punishment from God, a punishment for his own sins! But he was pierced for our rebellion,
crushed for our sins. He was beaten so we could be whole. He was whipped so we could be healed. All of us, like sheep, have strayed away. We have left God’s paths to follow our own. Yet the LORD laid on him the sins of us all. He was oppressed and treated harshly, yet he never said a word. He was led like a lamb to the slaughter. And as a sheep is silent before the shearers, he did not open his mouth.”
Isaiah 53:3-7

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