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.
—Isaiah 53:5 (NLT)
Is it more important for you to know than to believe? To know you understand with your mind. To believe you have faith to accept what is beyond your natural mind to comprehend. Does it make sense that one man’s sacrifice on the cross could change your life? To the mind needing evidence, no. To a person who believes without proof, yes. It makes absolute sense.
Isaiah prophesied of Jesus Christ who one day would change lives. Miracles happen as a result of Jesus’s sacrifice at Calvary. He took the punishment for our sins so we could have peace—not just peace from fear of death, but peace from fears and circumstances. But so many who have experienced the amazing gift of redemption by faith, have trouble believing by faith that His promise of peace of mind is true.
Are you one of those who struggles with fear of what is beyond your control—fear of feelings—fear of life? Yes, He died so you might conquer death, but He also died so you might defeat the fear of life. He died for you to have abundant peace and joy no matter what life throws at you. Pierced for you—crushed for you—Jesus is your wounded healer. He understands the battle in your mind, and He died to end it.
Now is it more critical for you to know than to believe? To have understanding than to have faith? Knowing will never explain everything. Accepting by faith will give you peace. It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand. Choose faith to trust Jesus over any fear or raging thought. If you had enough confidence to accept Jesus into your heart, then you have enough faith to believe for peace in this life.
He is your peace. Not you. Your wounded healer asks you to let all the fear and worrying go. Lay everything down on His altar. His incredible peace, which passes the understanding your analytical mind craves, will guard your heart and mind in Jesus. Jesus Christ, your wounded healer, died so you might be free.
© 2019 Lynn Lacher