Holy Wounds

 "But he was pierced for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his wounds we are healed."

                           Isaiah 53:5


The real torment of crucifixion..The way Jesus Bled…Here when I quote it,it's not about physical excruciation but emotional,mental,spiritual damages...I always wonder how Jesus have beared all this???But I know what it feels like getting blamed for the sin you had never done in the first place..Continuously being laid on the corner of suspicion and despise.At times earlier, I used to think why am I the one who is always cursed in one way or another!!!Why am I the one always walking straight to the slaughterhouse.Back there, crying was my only weapon…I cried and cried till the blood oozed out..!And yet I was detained with their filthy words and striking envy...I have always been preparing for a day ready to prove my innocence..But that dawn never rose! I kept on battering for others' transgression..I always fell from grace.

            All the Judases come from the same ancestry.Because they keep on betraying for the gain of a few silver coins.And what about the upshot of Jesus??The fate was to be hitched to the cross of blood.He held the pain of the entire realm,So do we??Tell me,why does that happen??Why can't we just stand up and show our clean hands???But no,that's not how the rule goes..For the need of majority,one of them will always be crucified.From Jesus to all fellow beings slowly walking into their butchery.....,pardon me,that's how the game works.Like them,my integrity has always been annihilated in the home of others' presumptions and petty prejudices.But still,I place hope even in the hell fire of my own abyss.In the end, the last laugh will be mine coz I wear the wrath of truth and I know the culprits decry won't be sempiternal..For every up there is a down,so do you think you are an exception?? You will eat the fruit of your words and deeds.And when the day rises,even if you dread and run,you will have to pay prices for all the hatred you escalated on the helpless penurious…!


"The quote in Bhagavad Gita where Lord Shri Krishna once said to Arjuna  "It is sin to commit injustice,but it is a greater sin to tolerate injustice" holds true...that is if one continues to tolerate the injustice being done now, then it gives the offenders the courage to continue with their sins...and there shall be no end to it"


The holy wounds we carry over our heart will be eventually lifted up..As everything in the world we do not let evil injustices become more powerful than goodness..The wounds we feel like entrenched will be pulled out in the course of time..We will be healed and our scars will roar the story of our perseverance.



"For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.'

-Jeremiah 29:11






~✍SalmaAneesaBabu🦋

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