A man of sorrows.
And we did not care.
Those are the words in Isaiah 53 that bring me great pause.
Why is it we think of Jesus as our beautiful One?
The Word tells us He was “nothing much to look at.”
Easy on the eyes? No, not our Jesus.
Why does God even bother telling us how He looked?
I think I know “why.”
We live in a world that is so caught up in how we look.
Yet, we who are the redeemed of the Lord, think of Him as beautiful.
♫ O Lord, You’re beautiful – Your face is all I see ♫
As much as the world cares about how I look, how thin or fat I am, or how popular I am…
God sees me through the lens of the cross.
And what happened at the cross?
When Isaiah penned these words? I’m not sure where I would have stood.
Among the “we did not care?”
But now? Because of the cross? Because of Calvary?
Oh Lord, You’re beautiful,
Your face is all I see,
For when your eyes are on this child,
Your grace abounds to me.
Thank You, for the cross, Lord.