Our transgressions, our iniquities;

Can you read Isaiah 53 with dry eyes? I can’t. I just can’t. It’s not so much that I’m thinking about the pain and suffering of Jesus. I think about that. I mean, you can’t read the first eleven verses and not think about it. What gets me is that when I think about what’s happening to Jesus I realize why it’s happening. If it wasn’t for me he wouldn’t know that pain. If it wasn’t for my transgressions he wouldn’t know that sorrow. He was despised and rejected, crushed by God. Not because he did anything wrong but because I did something wrong.

When I read that passage of scripture I feel like King David in Psalm 51. It makes me think of my transgressions. Old iniquities are dredged up in my mind. God has forgiven them through this piercing, this suffering, this pain. I caused the cross. How can I see my savior on Calvary and my eyes stay dry?

Today in our 40 days of prayer we are reading this passage and praying about sin and the cross. You won’t have to make a list. Just let one you remember stand for the rest. That sin equals the cross which equals forgiveness. We sinned, Jesus died, God forgave us. Paul had it right, didn’t he, when he said, “Thank God for his unspeakable gift.” That will make a good prayer for us today. We don’t deserve it. We can’t earn it. Yet, we have it. Forgiveness. Right from the cross. “Father, forgive them, they don’t know what they’re doing.”

What makes me the saddest is that now I do know what I’m doing. Why do I keep putting Jesus on that cross (figurative speaking)? That’s something to make your eyes moist and your lips move in prayer.

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