The life of our adorable Lord was a life of
continuous trial. From the moment He entered
our world He became leagued with suffering.
He identified Himself with it in its almost
endless forms. He seemed to have been born
with a tear in His eye, with a shadow of
sadness
on His brow. He was prophesied as "a man of
sorrows and acquainted with grief." And, from
the moment He touched the horizon of our earth,
from that moment His sufferings commenced.
He did not come to indulge in a life of tranquility
and repose. He did not come to quaff the cup of
earthly sweets.
He came to suffer!
He came to bear the curse!
He came to drain the deep cup of wrath!
He came to weep!
He came to bleed!
He came to die!
Our Savior was a cross bearing Savior.
Our Lord was a suffering Lord.
He turned His back upon . . .
the pleasures,
the riches,
the luxuries, and even
the common comforts of this world;
preferring a life of . . .
obscurity,
penury, and
suffering.
Jesus . . .
hungered,
thirsted,
labored,
sorrowed,
wept,
suffered,
bled,
died!
He . . .
was scourged,
was bruised,
was mocked,
was smitten,
was spit upon,
was nailed to the tree,
was pierced,
was slain!
[Octavius Winslow, "Evening Thoughts"]
Monday, April 7, 2014
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