“He was despised and rejected— a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief. We turned our backs on him and looked the other way. He was despised, and we did not care. Yet it was our weaknesses he carried; it was our sorrows that weighed him down. And we thought his troubles were a punishment from God, a punishment for his own sins!”
Isaiah 53:3-4 NLT
One of my favorite movies is Forrest Gump. The part that got me in the movie and made my allergies act up was when they were in Korea and bubba got shot and Forrest kept running. Once he realized that Bubba was not with him he kept going back to look for him but with each trip he found someone different. He didnt leave them just to find bubba, instead he picked each one up, put them on his shoulder and took them to safety. Once he found bubba he made sure he took him back. While running with Bubbba Forrest himself was shot. But he got back up and ran with Bubba back even in his own pain and hurt.
HERE IT IS…
Even in Jesus pain of being beaten and pierced and spit on, mocked, whipped, and nearly destroyed he picked us up. Put us on his shoulder. He took all our mess and all of our struggles all our weakness and all of our sins and ran with it to Calvary. So what gives us the right or even the thought that we have the ability to stop running? What makes us think we can just sit down on God? If he kept going while hurt and seemingly defeated what are we doing giving up? Don’t give up. Don’t stop running. Don’t stop giving him praise. Instead just keep running.