Wounded…

All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.  Isaiah 53:6

It wasn’t for the stupid stuff, the little acts of disobedience, the laziness.  Those are just symptoms of the real problem.

It was for who I am…that’s what wounded Him.  It was for the very essence of what I am, not just what I do, but what I am.  That’s why He was wounded & bloodied & beaten to death.

Jesus, can you hear me?  I’m in need of a friend.

And I hear you gave me something long ago…

On a hillside hung on a tree, He gave His life for you & me

All for me, He did it all for me

Did they hurt you?  Did they laugh at you?  Did they beat you, all for me?

But did you fight them?  Did you curse them?  or did you love them anyway?

All for me, He did it all for me

Isaiah 53:5-12

Do you feel like God’s love can’t reach you today?  Are you too far gone?  Well, I thought I was…

I wondered, “Is there a love that can cover all of my sin?”  I looked around & there He was.  Jesus wasn’t up on a throne, sitting with His arms crossed saying, “Poor little Joel”.  No, He was down there with me, in the scum & the muck, lifting me up out of the pit & placing me on a solid rock.