"Yet it was our pain that he bore, our sufferings he endured." - Isaiah 53:4
I had a small cyst removed this week. Minor procedure; local anesthesia; no big deal. But the pain was so intense for two days. Even the most potent narcotics had no effect. I kept seeing images of the "Sword in the Stone" as it felt like a knife was lodged in my scalp.
Then it hit me. This is Lent. Jesus died for me. He was brutally scourged. A crown of thorns was pressed into His scalp. Nails were fiercely pounded into His hands and feet. A lance was thrust into His side. He had to feel excruciating pain.
What was I complaining about? I asked to have the cyst removed. Jesus did not ask for the pain He encountered. He just obediently and patiently endured.
Merciful Father, forgive me, and help me to unite my pitiful sufferings to the Almighty Savior. Amen.
"Looking at little life moments with a spiritual eye."