But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities;
Unbearable – not the beatings He took; or the climb to Golgotha; or a nail piercing through His hands; or a spike driven through his ankles; or hanging on a cross in excruciating pain; or mockers taunting and laughing at Him for not calling on all of heaven for a rescue – none of this was unbearable. But my sin that put Him there – this is what broke Him. And now … by His stripes .. I am healed.