5 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.
16 Dogs have surrounded me;
a band of evil men has encircled me,
How cruel that they pierced him...that they broke through his skin and crushed his nerves, that they did all the things that they did to him.
My focus today is the garden..Jesus knew that he was going to have to suffer..
I have to many areas that hurt me today..areas that are attached to people that I can't seem to help..grief that weighs heavy on me. The type of grief that hurts and weighs so much on my chest that I think about Him in the garden crying out the the Father to let this cup pass from Him and I think about the disciples and how they were weighed with grief that they couldn't bare it and just slept to get through, the drops of blood He sweated and the anguish that He felt all for me and for you..and although they came and pierced His hands and His feet He endured so that I could use my hands and feet because the enemy pierced Him but becasue he did he can't pierce me and I can use my hands to slap the enemy in the face as I love and do what I am called to do in the name of my Jesus. And although I am full with grief I know He felt it all and that He bore it for me and I can have peace in the midst of my inability to help them becasue what Jesus did was enough for me and for them.
You are my shield
my stregnth, my fortress, deliverer
my shelter, strong tower, my very present help in time of need...
