About 700 years before the birth of Jesus, the Old Testament prophet Isaiah wrote these words:"He grew up before him like a tender shoot, and like a root out of dry ground.
He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him, nothing in his appearance that we should desire him. He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows, and familiar with suffering. Like one from whom men hide their faces he was despised, and we esteemed him not.
Surely he took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows, yet we considered him stricken by God, smitten by him, and afflicted.
But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed." Isaiah 53:2-7
These words came true at about 3pm when the Christ gave up his life, on what we celebrate as Good Friday, almost 2000 years ago. The world, as well as my own life, has never been the same. Saying "thanks" seems so impotent.
This image was shot last week, while in Orlando at the Holy Land Experience.
The picture and the verses are such a compliment to each other. What a profound love God has for us. Thanks for sharing this.
ReplyDeleteMy husband (Jim, from your Men's Frat huddle group) forwarded this to me.
I am completely transformed, unworthy and exponentially grateful. Thank you for the part you played in that.
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