It Was the Lord’s Will

A choking grief blanketed Jesus friends as the savagery of Good Friday, Day 6 of Holy Week, finally ended with the light of day darkened into night. The unimaginable had taken them. They couldn’t block out the brutal images of Roman crucifixion and Jesus of Nazareth lay cold as the stone tomb where had laid his lifeless body. How could Messiah, the very son of God be dead? Nothing that happened on that Good Friday seemed good by any measure.

From our place in redemption history, we can see the good of that day. But for those in first century Jerusalem who loved and followed Jesus, their most cherished hopes were trampled beyond recovery, just as Jesus was wounded and crushed to death. Nothing about the day made sense, their sorrow marrow deep and suffocating. Would life ever have meaning again?

Even as we embrace Jesus’ substutionary death, we struggle to accept the necessity of such violence. But according to Isaiah, the suffering was necessary to accomplish the Father’s will.

Isaiah says God’s suffering servant 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.) It was the LORD’s will to crush him and cause him to suffer, and though the LORD makes his life an offering for sin (Isaiah 53:10a.) Because Jesus suffered, he brings many sons and daughters to glory; he will see his offspring and prolong his days, and the will of the LORD will prosper in his hand.  After he has suffered, he will see the light of life and be satisfied ; by his knowledge my righteous servant will justify many, and he will bear their iniquities. (Isaiah 53:10b, 11.)

I don’t understand this kind of regard. I am undone by this love and amazing grace.

 How Deep the Father’s Love for Us

How deep the Father’s love for us
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure

How great the pain of searing loss
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
Bring many sons to glory

Behold the man upon a cross
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished

I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection

Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom

Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom

Songwriters: Stuart Townend
How Deep The Father’s Love For Us lyrics © Capitol Christian Music Group

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