When you drop a rock in a pond, the water wrinkles out-and-out across the surface. But when rain falls on a pond, the ripples come from every drop, folding into each other. It is a relentless spattering of billows from all directions.
Sometimes our suffering looks like one rock. It takes us by surprise with a splash. And the ripples are big at first, then slowly peter off. And sometimes there is a steady stream of little splash’s. Although they are small the sheer volume of them make it impossible to experience a calm surface.
Both create ripples of effect. Both unsettle the water.
But there was only One who endured the kind of suffering that was both a splash and sprinkle with waves of effect far greater than we can even imagine.
Jesus; our suffering Saviour endured the wrath of a Holy God. His agony was not just felt in the physical but in the spiritual realms. The splash sent a pulse out into the world, tearing curtains, causing earthquakes, breaking bondages, binding demons. And also in the moment of His death, an endless spattering of debts were paid. In His resurrection death was overcome and the ripples of this truth fold and wrinkle into each other and out over the surface of ages.
However it was in His obedience that He suffered.
But suffering in the submission of God’s Word will always produce something beautiful. And the effect’s are greater than we think. We can take solace knowing that He went before us and a new day will dawn and the sun will rise again. He is faithful to forgive, and we will one day rise to Him.
He was healed. And so will we.