I sat in my La-Z-Boy recliner, Bible in my lap,  tears running down my cheeks.  “Why couldn’t I open this book?  This book I love so much?”  I felt like a failure.  Like a bad Christian.  But I was doubting everything.  I was doubting His love for me.  Did He even care about me?  Did He notice me?  My broken heart?  Or my tears?  I wish so much that someone came and spoke truth to my heart.  Yes, my husband did…every day.  But he was the only one.  What a difference it would have made if someone came and reassured me about How Jesus Was The Perfect Ransom and because of that, my Heavenly Father loved me more than I ever knew.

I doubted His love. I believed He didn’t want to see me…He can’t be bothered with my broken heart. Why didn’t someone tell me How Jesus Was The Perfect Ransom for my brokenness? My tears? My heart? All of me?

Last year, I did a study of Isaiah 53 through Busy, Busy Mamas Bible Study.  If you are looking for a simple Bible study that gets you deep into His word but doesn’t take a super long time, then check out the studies Pam has.  I’ve done a few of them and I have found them to be incredibly valuable.  She involves the kids, too – which I love. 

The Perfect Sacrifice

I have to say that this chapter of Isaiah has been difficult to spend time in.  It has really caused me to take a good, hard look at what Christ endured for me.  And my heart breaks every time I read the passage.  I am in awe that He would voluntarily go through all of that just for me.

I am overwhelmed with the fact that God would, with pleasure, sacrifice His only Son so that I could be reconciled to Him.  When I think about that kind of love, my human brain just cannot comprehend it. 

It is passionate and wild love.

It is outrageous and outlandish love.

And to think that His breath-taking love is for me. 

And that His remarkable love is for you.

A Massive Disruption

Verse 14 caused a massive disruption in my heart.  It says this: “So His visage was marred more than any other man, and His form more than the sons of men.” 

There has been no one else who has ever lived endured beatings as He did.  And there are some pretty horrific forms of torture both past and present.  And yet, this verse says that no other man has ever endured the same brutality that Jesus did. 

He knew how badly He was going to be beaten and scourged.  He knew it was going to be the worst ever.  And He still chose to endure all of it.  For me.  For you. 

That is love.

Satan Was Dead Wrong

Here is a scenario that I picture:  Satan thought he won.  He thought he defeated God when sin entered the world.  He held humanity in ransom.  He proudly and smugly brought us daughters and sons to the Heavenly Father and asked, “What are these worth to You?”.  

He asked my Heavenly Father how much I was worth to Him.  

What would God give to see His children free of sin and death? 

I wonder if Satan was hoping God would trade us for His throne, for His sovereignty.  Little did he know what he was getting himself into as he mocked and ridiculed the Most High King. 

When God offered His only Son when He allowed His Son to endure the scourging, the beatings, the spitting, the humiliation, the shame, the oppression, the affliction, the sorrow and grief – I wonder if the enemy of our souls thought he had the victory? 

When the only Son of the living God was nailed to the cross and when He breathed His last breath, did our adversary dance with glee at the notion that he had won? 

Only to come to a full understanding of what had really happened?  To realize that through His death and resurrection, our precious Saviour now holds the keys to death and Hades. 

Jesus has complete authority over death!  And Satan never had any authority at all.  He thought he had the upper hand. 

But he lost. 

He lost because he does not understand love.  I doubt he ever thought that God would ransom us with His Son. 

I doubt our adversary knew the ramifications of God saying, “This is how much she is worth” as His Son gave His last breath. 

How Could I Have Ever Doubted?

How could I have ever doubted this love for me?  How could I diminish His ransom with my disbelief?  He spared no expense for me.  He paid it in full.  Because of that, I will choose to believe in His unfathomable love for me. 

He paid it in full. 

Because of that, I will choose to believe in His unfathomable love for me. 

Even if I don’t ‘feel’ it. 

Even if I don’t see it. 

Even if I don’t comprehend it. 

I will choose to believe that He loves me so much.

Will you choose to believe this truth? 

Will you take that step of faith and just believe that He loves you so much that He ransomed His Son for you?

I encourage you to join this study of Isaiah.  It’s not too late – it is never too late.  You won’t be sorry.

If you are looking for a way to renew your walk with God, you might also want to try Alicia’s Easter Bible study resources for Easter.  I have read several of Alicia’s posts over the last few years and I am in a blogging mastermind group with her (there are only 5 of us!).  We encourage each other, support each other, pray for each other…and more.  I appreciate and value her wisdom!  And – I absolutely LOVE her graphics in her women’s resources as well as her home decor set.  I can’t wait to get some of them in frames!

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I doubted His love. I believed He didn’t want to see me…He can’t be bothered with my broken heart. Why didn’t someone tell me How Jesus Was The Perfect Ransom for my brokenness? My tears? My heart? All of me?

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Aimee Imbeau

Aimee is a wife to an incredible husband, Marcus, and mother to three fabulous children. She works from home as a homeschool support teacher and she homeschools her own children as well. She loves writing abut her faith and decided to give blogging a try in 2013. The rest is history...