Archives For April 15, 2017

Read Isaiah 53

It’s Good Friday. He died. Crucified. For sin, none that He himself committed, but for the sins of those whom He would call. My place. Your place.

 

His Father turned away. Forsaken. Three hours. Then it was finished. Sin had been atoned for. The price–His life. A perfect, obedient, spotless, righteous life. 

“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 53:5

The disciples were crushed. Dismayed. All of their hopes rested in their teacher–rabbi. He taught them so much. Spoke with such authority. Loved them incredibly. But now He is gone. Their hopes dashed. Everything they knew, loved and hoped for lay in the tomb.

For now.