In all their distress, he too was distressed; . . . he lifted them up and carried them.
Isaiah 63:9, NIV
Two thousand years ago another solitary figure stood out in history. He stood alone against all the visible and invisible forces of evil in the universe. The sin of all mankind was placed upon Him as He walked to the place of sacrifice, carrying His own means of execution. He was betrayed by one of His best friends and denied by another. Not one person stood with Him-not the blind man to whom He had given sight, not the deaf man to whom He had given hearing, not the lame man to whom He had given strength. He was crucified on a Roman cross, lone ... so that I need never be alone ever-again.
So hard to comprehend. I am being remind of this, lately, all the time. On the days I wont get dressed, the days I only ice my knee after therapy and in the mornings, when I dont or cant accomplish much, let alone the dishes. What would I do if my Shepherd were here in person?
I dont see him in cloaks, but in wollen pants and an aussy outback coat.
I love the picture of Him with the children:
I love this because this is how I want Him to be with me...... with Emily....for us to realize that we are His and he does smile and care for us. . . . deeply.
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