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Helen J. (Snider) Kircher

I awakened with sleepiness still in my eyes, and the words of scripture that remained in my mind, “By His stripes ye are healed.”  In deep thought I quickly wrote the words on a notepad.

In prayer, I asked the Holy Spirit to give me insight and a deeper understanding of God’s Word.  In answer, He began to reveal to me that, “By His stripes, Jesus Christ had paid the price in full for everyone ... not only physically and spiritually but mentally as well.  By His stripes we are given the opportunity to receive from Him, by Him and through Him a  healing from the pain of the past and our day of remembrance as well as all the sorrow, grief and sadness that is hidden deep within.”   I am aware that scripture confirms that Jesus paid the penalty of our sins on the cross so that we might have eternal life with Him, but I had never attributed that particular scripture to include a healing of the mental anguish that is stored deep within and still remembered.  That evening my daughter and I discussed the morning’s events and a list of scriptures I had prepared, one of which was Isaiah 53:4-5 KJV

.“Surely He hath born our griefs, and carried our sorrows:
yet we did esteem Him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.

But 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

Her comment was, “What you’re saying is that while Jesus was on the cross, He held our pain before it happened to us.”

It’s all so easy and yet we make it so very difficult.  If only we knew the day of His second coming!  What a shift there would be in our priorities.  There would be nothing to gain of worldly value ... all else would pale in comparison.  We would no longer be offended by thoughtless remarks, and we would quickly find it our hearts to forgive and forget.  Nothing in this world would be of value in comparison to His gift of eternal life.  Instead there would be deep soul searching as we seek forgiveness and repent of our sins.

I don’t understand why he cares so much for me and for you, or why He chose to come to our world in love, received hate and endured unspeakable death so that we might one day choose to share eternity with Him.  No, I’ll never figure it out, but there again I’m making it difficult.  I am reminded of the old hymn, “Trust and Obey.”   I sang it as a child, in our little Grace Methodist Church.  The chorus sums it all up, “Trust and obey – for there’s no other way.  To be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey.”

“Who, His own self bare our sins in His own body on the tree, that we, being dead, to sins, should live unto righteousness:  by whose stripes ye were healed.” 1 Peter 2:24 KJV

 In His Name and for His Glory,


Helen J. (Snider) Kircher