Let It Break Your Heart

By Ann Bentley 

Easter is my favorite holiday. I don’t like calling it that though. The term “holiday” implies a vacation or a time of relaxation and for many people that’s all it is. But for us as Christians it means more.

I love Easter. My gratefulness knows no bounds when it comes to the sacrifice and resurrection of Jesus Christ. But I do tend to focus on the resurrection rather than the sacrifice. I don’t want to think too much on what Christ endured on the cross . . . for me, for my sins, for you, for your sins.

 We forget.   

Isaiah 53:5 “But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed.”

 Page 286:     “Then they spit in his face and struck him with their fists. Others                           slapped him and said, ‘Prophesy to us, Messiah. Who hit you?’”

 Page 287:     “But he had Jesus flogged . . .”

                        “They stripped him . . .”

                        “. . . Twisted a crown of thorns and set it on his head.”

                        “They spit on him, and took the staff and struck him on the                                             head again and again.”

 Jesus knew what was coming.  He struggled in the Garden of Gethsemane. He knew the pain and humiliation that was to come.  He knew He was going to die.

 Page 284:     “My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of                                                         death.  Stay here and keep watch with me.”

 He desperately wanted his disciples, His friends, to pray for Him and intercede for Him. He knew the glory that was to come and He still struggled with what it would cost Him. And we forget His pain. We forget what He went through for my sin, for your sin. But God says we’re worth it. Jesus says we’re worth it. Rejoice in His resurrection but never forget what it cost God, what is cost Jesus.

 Let it break your heart.

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