Once, I was watching a movie about the passion of Christ. In one scene, as Jesus collapsed from the blows at the scourging post, I screamed in my heart, willing Him to stay down so that His tormentors would relent in their vicious assault on Him. But He did not stay down. With you and me on His mind, He clung on to the scourging post and dragged Himself up to receive the full measure of the beating. Beloved, if Jesus bore the price of our healing, then surely, by His stripes we are healed!
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