He knows what it feels like to be broken.
“… he had no form or majesty that we should look at him, and no beauty that we should desire him. He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief; and as one from whom men hide their faces … he was despised, and we esteemed him not. Surely he has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows; yet we esteemed him stricken, smitten by God, and afflicted. But he was pierced for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his wounds we are healed…He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth; like a lamb that is led to the slaughter, and like a sheep that before its shearers is silent, so he opened not his mouth.” Isaiah 53:2b-5, 7
“And he took bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it and gave it to them, saying, “This is my body, which is given for you. Do this in remembrance of me.”” Luke 22:19
“And about the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, ‘Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?’ that is, ‘My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?'” Matthew 27:46
He was a man of sorrows.
He was well acquainted with grief.
He did not have an imposing presence and he was not intimidating.
If I said to him, “I feel ugly. People look away when they see me coming,” He could say, “Yeah, I know what that feels like.”
“But I am a worm and not a man, A reproach of men and despised by the people. All who see me sneer at me… My life is poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax, melting within me… My enemies stare at me and gloat.” Psalms 22:6-7, 14, 17
Rejected. Despised. Oppressed. Forsaken. Hit. Beaten. Afflicted. Pierced. Crushed. Wounded. Broken.
Sometimes I enjoy songs about a heart getting broken or feeling lonely because I relate to them. He knows what all my emotions feel like.
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