Day Forty-Three of Lent
April 17, 2019
By MB Discipleship
But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed. – Isaiah 53:5
It’s hard to owe someone something that’s impossible to pay.
How do you “make it up” to someone who donates a kidney for a stranger, who knows a donor who gives one to someone else who knows a donor who gives their kidney to you?
How do you say thank you to the EMT who pulls you from your wrecked vehicle?
How do you pay a debt to someone who notices something not quite right on a scan and catches a serious problem early?
By his wounds we are healed.
Jesus had holes hammered in his body; he was so weak he collapsed under the heavy wooden beam he was forced to carry; but before that, he carried other wounds, too – the pain of catching Simon Peter’s eye across a courtyard while a rooster crowed; the pain of having seen him, hours earlier, cut the ear off a priest’s servant; the pain of looking into the servant’s face and healing the ear back onto his head, while the entourage the servant arrived with waited to arrest Jesus.
Healing the wounds of the people who’ve come to make you suffer.
Could you muster the grace to heal the people who have come to wrongfully arrest you and ultimately cause you physical agony?
There are people who regularly donate blood, donate plasma, now that blood types are understood; there are people who depend on blood donations, who require bimonthly plasma infusions to make up for their lack of a properly working immune system. Strangers get holes poked in them; they bear small wounds. Liquid is collected, and it is life-giving. By means of those poked holes, those wounds, others find healing, find health.
When the prophet Isaiah wrote these words, people at the time didn’t comprehend blood type; they didn’t have access to bags of plasma; they probably couldn’t have imagined a time when alcohol pads would be readily available to swipe the skin before a puncture.
We are able to have peace; we are able to be healed, individually, yet also collectively. What seems beyond repair in your life or in the world around you? Have you been tempted to give up on something? The very fact that healing comes from beyond ourselves is hopeful; we need something outside ourselves, that we couldn’t possibly do on our own. We need something we can never pay back. Anything less won’t be our healing ultimately.
*Do you need Jesus to bring healing after you’ve caused someone else harm? Do you need healing from Christ?