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Just a royal pain!

I guess I’m a real pain sometimes.  YEP, my friends’ husbands say I am, my brother-in-law reminds me of it and I’m sure my sons (and even my daughters-in-love) have found me to be a royal pain!  I don’t mean to be a pain.  I mean, I don’t wake up in the morning and say, “today I am going to just drive somebody nuts!” – but somehow I do!  Its like a second nature for me.  And as far as “pain” goes, I don’t know much about it and I don’t want to know (if you get my drift!).

I was remembering Isaiah 53 this morning and recited the word, “pain” a few times.  There it was, my word for the day:  P-A-I-N! 

He grew up before Him like a tender shoot,  and like a root out of dry ground.

He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to Him, nothing in His appearance that we should desire Him.

He was despised and rejected by others,  a man of suffering, and familiar with pain.

Like one from whom people hide their faces, He was despised, and we held Him in low esteem.

Surely He took up our pain and bore our suffering, yet we considered Him punished by God, stricken by Him, and afflicted.

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.


As we can see, Jesus, however, KNEW pain.  He bore OUR PAIN, He was familiar with it but still took it from us!  I just can’t comprehend that.   I mean all along, from the beginning, once Adam and Eve sinned, God had this plan that Jesus would take the punishment – would bore our pain.

The first time the word, “pain” is mentioned in scripture is of course right after Eve sinned.  Genesis 3:16 (like the address, “3:16”?  Remind you of anything?)  says:

To the woman He said, “I will greatly increase your pains in childbearing; with pain you will give birth to children. Your desire will be for your husband, and he will rule over you.” (my emphasis)

So with sin, came “pain”.  Not only do I NOT want to be a pain, I don’t want to experience it either!   I am a wuss, sorry to say, usually trying to take the easy way out.  A sinner, through and through, in need of a savior.  And that is EXACTLY WHO JESUS IS!   As Isaiah says above,  “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.

Jesus took the pain, took the sin and was punished for it so that we don’t have to be. 

A royal pain?  - YES but by HIS wounds, we are healed.  Again and again and again. 

May my heart see . . . . my healing comes in GRACE ALONE!

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