Good morning all. Before I left for church this morning I wanted to take a few minutes to recant an event that happened last night and that had me thoroughly thinking about Jesus. As I was preparing to watch our niece and nephew, the Bible was playing on the television. When I walked by, I saw Moses watching a slave be beaten and battered with a whip. The flesh was tearing off the man's back. It was something to behold. However, I've never seen flesh open. History shares with us that many of the weapons used to beat someone had glass shards to tear and rip the skin. Jesus was beaten with such a weapon. And then last night, my glass table broke and I actually saw how glass rips apart flesh.
When the table broke it fell onto my leg and within seconds my leg had been split apart. It fell once not twenty or thirty times and my flesh was cut with such ease that it opened immediately and began to bleed. At first, I felt nothing and then the sting was so intense. As I looked at the gash in my leg all I could think about was Jesus and the sting he must have felt after being lashed hundreds of times. It made me feel so intensely appreciative of what He had done for my life. Jesus suffered for my sins and that is what today represents. His suffering and our reward of eternal life, a picture of complete selflessness. He died for us without asking for anything in return.
I hope I never forget this beautiful representation of Christ's love for me. My wound will heal but His never did. Each mark was for me and I need to appreciate all that he has done for me. If you don't know Jesus ask Him to reveal Himself to you. He will and once He does your life will be changed forever. Many blessings my sisters. Be well and know that Jesus died for you!