A perfect sacrifice

Pierced, bruised, and crushed. An innocent lamb led to slaughter. That was our beloved Lord at the hands of the Romans on that fateful day. The imagery is raw. It breaks the heart. The sacrifice he made, the torture, the humiliation, and how he was mentally and emotionally brought down by the weight of humankind’s sin is brutal.


What the Lord went through is stirring in the deepest of ways because what he suffered was what we deserve. Though because of this miraculous feat, we are now set free. Set free spiritually from everything that besets our souls forever.


The compassion of God is truly greater than anything we’ll ever come to know. The more we dwell upon the flogging he endured… the stripes upon his back… the nails in his wrists, and the crown of thorns on his head, we more fully can understand the magnitude of his suffering. The greater meaning of it all, we’ll understand in heaven, but for now, we can rest in the truth of God’s word that these things were designed from the beginning for our good.


By His stripes we are healed. We take medicine for our physical ailments, but the only medicine to cure our souls is the blood of the perfect lamb.