But Not You Beloved

I was listening to a podcast this week (I'm currently falling in love with podcasts y'all, in love) and Kat Lee offered some direction for bloggers. She asked "What do you want your readers to take away from your blog after six weeks, and what do you want them to take away after six years? The answer to that question is your thing--your purpose as a blogger."

Instantly I knew that I wanted my readers to be as excited about God's word and works as I am. I hope that is a take away that most people leave my site with already, but it also fueled me to continue pressing toward that purpose. I don't have anything cool or quirky to say, I just really honestly love the bible and love God and want to spend my days illuminating God's precious words and shouting testimony of his work in my life. 

Over the past several months I've thought so much on the topic of suffering and I've learned SO much firsthand. Recently as I was studying through 1 Peter a cross reference led me to Isaiah 53. When I read through it, Isaiah 53:5 was like a beacon, a flag of truth bringing me home from a long and treacherous  journey. "But he was wounded for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his stripes we are healed." 

He was wounded, crushed, chastised. 

And it was as if every single tear and desperate pain from the past four months flashed through my memory and then the assurance of his promises unfolding before me was revealed. The Holy Spirit whispered in my heart...

"But not you, beloved. You have not not been crushed my child, you have been saved."

All that hurt, all that hardship, all those tears would end in peace...thank God they have ended in peace on this side of heaven. Peace and hope-- those were given to me, they were brought to me by his chastisement. The healing salve for my wounds was won by his bleeding stripes. 

"We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair;  persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed;" 2 Corinthians 4:8-9

How could it be that he would spare from me what he did not spare from his son? That he would offer me peace and life through his son?

And so we worship, because what else could we do?