“He was pierced for our transgressions,
he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was upon him,
and by his wounds we are healed.”
Isaiah 53:5
Ours is a costly atonement. Isaiah’s prophecy about the Suffering Servant tells us as much. The piercing and crushing of Jesus’ body on the cross is reflected well in Isaiah’s descriptions. By his wounds indeed we find our healing.
What demanded such a terrible and awful sacrifice from the Son of God? Of course it is because of sin. But these days, we toss the word “sin” about in a careless, casual way. It means nothing to us sometimes to guard the little foxes that spoil the vineyard. A few white lies to throw a traffic policeman off, some trivial half-truths, half-lies to smooth troubled waters over … what do they matter at the end of the day? What’s a minor traffic rule disregarded and dismissed compared to the inconvenience of a summons and fine? What’s a little embellishment of a story to spice some gossip up?
But it was “sin”, precisely the things we take so lightly, that pierced Christ’s body, that crushed his life, and that wounded him. Peace and healing are the objects in view, desired because it is exactly these “little” transgressions that estrange us from God. In fact, they are not little at all. If we trace them back to their roots, we find in our deepest and perhaps darkest selves the rebellion and hatred of law and order that reflect our rebellion and hatred of God’s moral absolutes in life.
There is no getting around it. What we call our lack of discipline is really our lack of appreciation for the orderliness and uprightness that God desires of us. “Straight and true” are still descriptions of the person whose character knows no crookedness and no hiddenness. His “yea” is a “yea” and his “nay” a “nay”. If we do not see sin in terms of crookedness and waywardness of character, thoughts and spiritual perspective, we will not very likely think that our little transgressions require change at all.
We are afflicted with a peculiar spiritual virus as humans. In these days of viral pandemics, it is not difficult to understand how a simple, commonplace virus like the influenza virus, for instance, spreads and mutates, so that a seasonal cough and cold turns into a pandemic affecting thousands of people all over the world. Sin is the same.
What we deem “little” or small and insignificant in what is wrong with ourselves may well turn out to be the first few symptoms of something more serious and insidious. If patterns of behaviour repeat themselves time and again in predictable but increasingly destructive ways, we can no longer say that our problem is only “seasonal” sin. Our sinful virus has mutated. We are escalating into more and more sinful ways and motivations. In truth, our hearts are unclean.
In the most subterranean ways, our sins reach deep into the recesses of our beings that require the blood of the covenant to cleanse us completely. So hidden are these deep and evil motivations that if it were not for the light of the Spirit, we would not even acknowledge them for what they are. Our affliction sounds like a tedious and tiresome virus that makes us ill for a while. But it was for this purpose that Christ died for us. Sin masks itself in different ways. Most usually, it covers its own ugliness and deep-seatedness in our hearts by mimicking a seasonal or occasional lapse in our character.
But if we were honest, we would admit that we know better. We know the thick-knotted roots that are sunk deep into our persons. We know the waywardness of our hearts, and the resentment we express at the discipline of the Lord. We do not recognise his yoke, nor do we find his burden light. While we mouth praises to him, in fact, our hearts have strayed far from him.
For such a terrible affliction, there is only one cure possible. Christ had to be pierced for our transgressions, crushed for our iniquities, wounded that we might be healed. His blood that was shed had, in effect, to soak right through to the stubborn and rebellious layers of our inner being till it reached the very core of sin: our enthroned Self. Only then would his healing effect its power; only then would we find ourselves forgiven and restored to fellowship with the Father.
No wonder such a sacrifice was needed. If we were less peurile and shallow in our spirituality, we might be a little more attentive to the ways we betray over and over again the still-rebellious root at the core of our being, and allow God’s Son to deal with it once and for all.
The next time we break a speed limit, we would do well to have a spiritual check to make sure that the roots of bitterness, anger, malice and sin have well and truly been yanked out from our innards!





































