Last week God used this verse I've been praying with for months to show me his protection around me when I choose to live in him. He holds up his arms to take the beatings aimed at me.
Thank you for the stripes you took on my behalf. To me, they have come to mean healing in invisible places. They mean my pain is deflected by your love. They mean that no matter how much I think I'm hurting, I will never bear the full force of agony intended for me. In the name of your sweet son, let that healing continue to flow into diseased bodies and diseased minds. Let your grace cover over diseased lives. Let us learn to step out from behind our bars to hide within your stripes. As always, I thank you for your continuing healing of Arlene and for the privilege to come to you with our needs. Bless Arlene and Barry today, may they be given many more year to take the stripes of your son behind the bars of man-made prisons. Be glorified in us. I remain within your stripes.
Isaiah 53:5 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.