When God's Storm Broke Imagine all the pain and all the hurts of life focused into a single experience. Add the finger smashed with the hammer, to an incurable disease, to the ache of rejection— Compress into one moment all the suffering from just one life—and the result is inconceivable. Such a measure gives a small sense of the anguish that Jesus experienced when all the wrath of God for all the sin of man from all the ages was spent on His own Son. A small sense—because Jesus’ divinity made His capacity to know suffering infinitely greater than mine; His Godhood made it possible for Him to judge abandonment against the experience of seamless fellowship. But the Father did not spare His beloved Son; He did not flinch to pour out righteous judgment though it caused the pillars of the universe to shudder and the sun to hide. His love for us—yes, for us—was so great that He poured His concentrated wrath upon Jesus for our sake. That anguished Form hanging exposed to the storm of fury, that Soul bearing the excruciating agony of sin's accumulated penalty, casts a long shadow. Sheltered beneath the bleeding Son, we are untouched by condemnation justly ours, immune to wrath we richly deserve-- because it was all spent on Him. But He was wounded for our transgressions; He was crushed for our iniquities; upon Him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with His stripes we are healed . . . and the Lord has laid on Him the iniquity of us all. Isaiah 53:5–6 © Robert G. Robbins, April 2012
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Jeff
4/6/2012 11:31:54 pm
I'm on my knees in thanksgiving! What joy floods my soul! Our Redeemer lives!
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Randy
4/15/2012 09:30:36 am
And the only thing that I can think of is: Praise and Thanksgiving be to God! What great encouragement in this fallen world, even for me today!
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Annetta
4/17/2012 01:52:47 pm
A gripping reminder of what Christ endured for each one of us.
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