Holy Friday Reflection: OBA AWON OBA, HE DIED TO SAVE US | SOUTHWEST FIRST ALERT MAGAZINE
By Otunba Oladokun Charles Aridunu-Omo
Brethren, Jesus Christ has died, and He has died for us. The stain of sin that marred our lives has now been washed white as snow. He has paid our debts. All of them. The Lord has paid for it all.
In our proof text, Isaiah 53:5 says, “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.”
Our sorrows are the ones Jesus carried. Our transgressions all our sins were the ones that pierced Him, the ones for which He paid. For us. He was beaten, cruelly murdered, for our iniquities. It was a punishment reserved for us that He took up to Himself, in our place, so that we could have peace. By His wounds, we have been healed.
It is time for those occupants stealing your joy to be evicted from your life. You need to evict the occupants that have been living in your mind. They may seem more powerful, stronger, and bigger, but the good news is you decide what stays in your life.
You need to tell sickness; you are evicted because by His wounds I am healed. You need to tell fear you are ejected; you are not welcome here anymore. Tell Worry, you have been here long enough. I am sorry, you have lost your lease move out of here. Tell Doubt, you have overstayed your welcome. I have some new rules; it is time for you to go. Tell insecurity, No more place for you. Your time is up. And tell poverty, the blessing of God makes me rich; you are no longer needed in my life because Jesus has paid it all.
Today, we stand in the shadow of the cross.
On this solemn day, we remember the greatest act of love the world has ever known. Jesus, the sinless Lamb of God, bore the weight of our sins upon His shoulders. He was wounded for our transgressions, bruised for our iniquities. And yet, He uttered not a word of complaint only mercy, forgiveness, and surrender.
And let us rejoice because Sunday is coming, and with it, the victory of the Resurrection. But today, we remember.
We remember the thorns, the nails, the blood.😭
We remember the love that held Him there not the nails, but love.👊
Let our hearts be still before Him, and may our lives reflect the gratitude we owe.
BY THE PASSION, SUFFERING, PAINS ON THE CROSS, LORD HAVE MERCY ON US, OUR FAMILIES AND OF THE WHOLE WORLD💔🙏
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