Friday, March 21, 2014

He Shall see the TRAVAIL of HIS soul...


 "That I may know Him and the power of His resurrection, and the fellowship of His sufferings, being conformed to His death." Phil 3:10

As I am nearing the end of my memorization of chapter 53 of Isaiah, I 've been dwelling much on verse 11, where God the Father had to be satisfied with Christ's sufferings in order for us to enter in His HOLY presence. Christ was the only acceptable sacrifice that would  take away the sins of many. Only He was worthy.

And while memorizing verse by verse... I was again reminded of the Lord's sufferings. How none of us desired Him, we wouldn't even look at Him. And  then He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities... while being a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief.  None of us can understand HIS sufferings.

All the verses so far have been such a blessing to me... to know the LORD through HIS sufferings. How much the LORD has suffered... is more than I could ever imagine. To think, the LORD JESUS, being GOD... yet He opened not His mouth to His accusers. What humility!  He had done no wrong, there was no deceit in His mouth... and yet it pleased the Father to bruise Him , to put Him to grief... that His Son would take upon Himself the shame and curse that was due into us. For me, for you.

What love!

"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." John 15:13

Just a few days ago, while doing my morning walk, and memorizing verse 11, I was overwhelmed with tears  for my Saviour as I meditated on God's satisfaction in His Son's travail... only then was the Father completely satisfied, to redeem us for His own.

My heart was ever thankful to my heavenly Father who loved me so... enough to send HIS SON to save me.

I take a deep breath and trust that I would be a living testimony for God's glory while on this earth.  May the LORD have preeminence in all that I do and say.

"In The First Light"

In the first light of a new day no one knew he had arrived
Things continued as they had been while a newborn softly cried
But the heavens wrapped in wonder knew the meaning of his birth
In the weakness of a baby they knew God had come to earth

As his mother held him closely it was hard to understand
That her baby, not yet speaking, was the word of God to man
He would tell them of his kingdom but their hearts would not believe
They would hate him and in anger they would nail him to a tree

But the sadness would be broken as the song of life arose
And the firstborn of creation would ascend and take his throne
He had left it to redeem us but before his life began
He knew he'd come back, not as a baby, but as the Lord of every man

Hear the angels as they're singing on the morning of his birth
But how much greater will our song be when he comes again to earth
Hear the angels as they're singing on the morning of his birth
But how much greater will our song be when he comes to rule the earth!

Point of Grace

May you know Him today... and the fellowship of His sufferings.


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