because he lives.

He was despised and rejected by men,
a man of sorrows, and familiar with suffering.
Like one from whom men hide their faces
he was despised, and we esteemed him not.

Surely he took up our infirmities
and carried our sorrows,
yet we considered him stricken by God,
smitten by him, and afflicted.

But he was pierced for our transgressions,
he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was upon him,
and by his wounds we are healed.

-Isaiah 53:3-5

Christmas is supposed to be a joyous occasion remembering the birth of Jesus. But somehow, I cannot think about His birth without considering His death. Songs about Jesus always makes me cry because I receive vivid images of His tragic death on Calvary and my heart just breaks. But I’m happy to share in the burden of Jesus.

I realized today…I would gladly take up the cross.

On a dark and cloudy day, a man hung crying in the rain, all because of love, all because of love.


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