Note: Today’s reading is Mark 15. I encourage you to read it before you read this devotion.
“He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief;
and as one from whom men hide their faces he was despised, and we esteemed him not.
4 Surely he has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows;
yet we esteemed him stricken, smitten by God, and afflicted.
5 But he was pierced for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities;
upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his wounds we are healed.
– Isaiah 53:3–5 ESV
Jesus was rejected because I deserved to be rejected. He was filled with sorrow and aquatinted with grief because he was bearing my griefs and my sorrows. He was despised, not because he was despicable, but because I am despicable. He was pierced, not for his own transgressions (disobedience), but for mine. He was crushed for me. He was chastised and mocked and made fun of for me. He was beaten and whipped to the point of being unrecognizable for me. He hung on the cross for me. That should have been me. I should be the bloody mess hanging on a cross with no hope for life, much less abundant life with God.
And yet here I am. The light of his gospel has shone in my heart to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ. I have his Word in a book. I have his ear in prayer. He has shown me the beauty of the gospel out a sheer act of divine love. I do not deserve the cross. You do not deserve the cross. Not only that, we are so naturally blind and sinful, we would never see the beauty of cross on our own!
“He drew me up from the pit of destruction, out of the miry bog,
and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure.
3 He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God.“
– Psalm 40:2–3a
Is this true for you friend? Have you seen the beauty of the cross? Are you dwelling on the wonder of the gospel and living in the strength and power of blood bought redemption? Do you know the solid rock of fellowship with God?
I pray so. And if so, I pray we walk in the peace, joy, and reverence as we always remember the bloody mess that bought our healing. May our blood bought redemption put “a song of praise to our God” in our hearts.
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