Because He loved us, God gave us His Son who loved us so much He gave His life for us. He suffered the most painful, undignified death that one could suffer. Love hurts. Despised, rejected, acquainted with deepest grief. Love hurts. “Pierced for our rebellion, crushed for our sins, beaten so we could be made whole, and whipped so we could be healed.” No one took His life from Him, He gave it freely. And still, He is rejected. Love hurts. Redemption requires blood, blood requires wounds. Love hurts. Our love for Him will cost us our lives which we freely lay down to gain eternal life with Him. But instead of wounds, we receive healing spiritually and physically. On a lesser scale, showing His love to others can cause us to be rejected and yes, even beaten and persecuted. Love hurts. The difference? He suffered alone but we are partners with Him when we suffer.
I wish I had never said that! Sound familiar? Unfortunately, our spoken words are like our texts and our emails, once we have hit the send button, we can’t get them back. Words can pierce us to depths of our heart and the wounds are slow to heal, if they heal at all. In the carpenter trade (which Jesus was very familiar with), they have a saying” “measure twice, cut once”. Of course, the implication is that if you take the time to measure correctly, you want have to cut the lumber again. That would be a good rule for us to follow in our conversations. Think twice about what we are about to say before we say it and maybe no one will get cut to the bone. We should choose words that build up and create rather than destroy. We need to show our faithfulness to Jesus by caring for those around us that need our help. Not just physically and materially, but also spiritually. We need to walk carefully so that we are not corrupted.