3 Gifts That Changed Today

1 Peter 2:24

“He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. By his wounds you have been healed.”

I woke up with this passage on my mind, and I’ll be honest, it’s been a praise and work of God alone for such a grace to occur. For some reason, this past week has felt especially busy for me. Filing our taxes, finishing up a few projects, and meeting some deadlines for work have had me in a slight frenzy mentally and spiritually. But there I was, fully graced with the gospel as my head was just coming off the pillow.

When I consider my former ways in the rebellion I once walked in and the great transfer that occurred as Christ hung on the cross for such treason, I can only be changed. It is this reality that awakened my soul this morning.

I recall listening to Piper during a long run after class one day while in college. I was desperately seeking answers about Calvinism and found a sermon regarding God’s irresistible grace to those he calls. Piper likened it to someone standing over you as you are sleeping and shouting “Wake up!” There is nothing we can do in our current state to resist the call to wake up. I was reminded through this text (and with the fitting circumstance of me still laying in bed) of God’s goodness in calling us and how it is only through the substitutionary work of Christ that such a awakening is possible.

Severed from sin – The ESV Study Bible uses the word “sever” while commenting on 1 Peter 2:24. Broken off of something is the image that first comes to mind. Completely alienated from what we were. Now, I can just sit on that all day and glory in the fact that I am no longer identified by being an enemy of cross, but rather, completely identified by the righteousness of the sin-bearer, Christ my Lord.

Devoted to holiness- If I have been severed from sin, then I must be joined to another something, completely opposite of that sin. The only answer is Christ. Hidden in Him (Col. 3:3); found to be righteous in him through his righteousness; loved by him and made right before the Father which leads to one of the sweetest words in my life: justification.

The physical agony of the Cross is startling enough, but oh how much deeper were his wounds. I’m not only physically healed as Christ was not only physically wounded. He bore my sins and took them upon himself. He was the only sacrifice that would atone for the sins of man and only his blood would supply the demands for the elect. Christ became our Passover Lamb.

Isaiah 53:4-5

“Surely he has bore our griefs and carried our sorrows; yet we esteemed him stricken, smitten by God, and afflicted. But he was wounded for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his stripes we are healed.”

I see today the reality that my Lord Jesus Christ was smitten, wounded, and crushed for my sin according to the will of the God (53:10). Simultaneously with such condemnation, Christ’s sacrifice served as a fragrant offering to God (Ephesians 5:2).

I’m set on this being my reality even with life’s tasks knocking at the door. I need not clock out mentally from what God has called me to labor in throughout my days, but instead work heartily for him and rest in the changing work of Christ crucified.

“Gospel Peace in a Cluttered House”


I listened to this interview this morning as Norah and I made our way home from our trip into town. What resonated with me the most was how Gloria Furman pointed back to a her early days of motherhood and the bitterness that welled up in her heart because I’ve been there, and truthfully I think all believing mothers have or will. Our discontentment within our home may appear to be due to the fact that we can’t get the time we need or organize the cupboards like we would like, but it is a much deeper issue. It runs to the heart, and that is where the battle must occur. Are we believing lies? What are our idols?

A Dip Cone

Lastly, I finish this post with a gift that has indeed changed my day: a Braum’s chocolate dip waffle cone. That’s right, I said it. I’m going to be the typical pregnant lady for a second and admit a craving I succumbed to with gladness:) There’s just something about walking all morning in and out of this glorious 70 degree Texas weather that screamed “stop!” to me as I was driving home, and seriously, thank God it did because that cone was worshipful. 🙂 have I mentioned that  I’m seven months prego? 😜

{A Comment on the Joy Dare: I’ve decided to not overload myself with the Joy Dare, but take it back to its roots. The whole purpose of this challenge is to increase my joy, not become a burdensome task I add to my “spirituality.” So though January was a booming month of blogging for me, I’m taking it slow now, especially as I prepare for the coming of our son in just two months. I’ve continued noting each day in my leather-bound journal, but time just isn’t there everyday to detail each gift via blog.}


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