The passage in Isaiah 53, the one right there in verse 10 that says, in the NKJV that it pleased the Father to bruise Him.
That one used to really trip me up.
That statement, after describing what He went through,
after telling us it was so bad that men would hide their faces rather than to look at Him…
it pleased the Father?
Then I saw the movie The Passion of the Christ.
Saw it in all of it’s controversial, gory detail.
I’m told the truth of what He went through was probably worse, much worse.
At times, I wanted to close my eyes. Especially what they did to His feet, His beautiful feet.
I had to close my eyes, just for a moment, on that part.
But, I couldn’t keep them closed.
I couldn’t look away.
Because all that I kept thinking, through the whole horrid picture of His suffering, was how beautiful it was.
This whole beautiful plan of God, clearly seen from the first pages of Genesis to the last pages of Revelation, a spotless Lamb, slain for you and for me.
It pleased the Father to bruise the Son…
to kill the Spotless Lamb
because, (verse 11), of the fruit that was to come through His death…
you and I made righteous, given right standing with God.
It pleased the Father
because He loves us that much.