Reading the book reminded me of Jesus on the cross. Oscar Wilde was right in pointing out that sin has its consequences; very real and evident consequences. It bears it's mark on the physical, spiritual, intellectual and social; it disfigures, it destroys.
Now see the striking parallel. Imagine that for every time you sin, Jesus is the one who suffers, his portrait becomes disfigured, his body bears the pain. Except this is no fancy or a wish coming true. It really happened, right at the cross.
There, as he hung nailed onto a tree, Jesus bore every sin mankind ever committed and will commit. There he bore the greatest pain sins causes, it causes death and separation from God. And he did it all just for you, just for me.
Want to see the potrait of Jesus on the cross? Just read the first few verses of Isaiah 53 (from The Message) :
53:1 Who believes what we've heard and seen? Who would have thought God's saving power would look like this?
- 53:2 The servant grew up before God - a scrawny seedling, a scrubby plant in a parched field. There was nothing attractive about him, nothing to cause us to take a second look.
- 53:3 He was looked down on and passed over, a man who suffered, who knew pain firsthand. One look at him and people turned away. We looked down on him, thought he was scum
- 53:4 But the fact is, it was our pains he carried - our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us. We thought he brought it on himself, that God was punishing him for his own failure
- 53:5 But it was our sins that did that to him, that ripped and tore and crushed him - our sins! He took the punishment, and that made us whole. Through his bruises we get healed.
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