Painkillers fascinate me. Not in a dangerous way though. But the very fact that it is possible for me to take a small white pill when I have a headache and then experience how the pain disappears, is kind of crazy. I have studied a little bit of chemistry and know that there is a logical reason for the effect, but still.

I also know that there is a reason for the pain, and that it is not always the best solution to use a painkiller. The best medicine would sometimes be some sleep, more water, some exercise, less worries, some surgery or whatever could be the more correct way of getting rid of the tension or pain.

“Surely he took up our pain and bore our suffering,” is Isaiah’s prophecy about the Messiah.

I am thinking about how Jesus during his life was very much focused on relieving people from their troubles, physical as well as mental. In the Bible this is described:
“how God anointed Jesus of Nazareth with the Holy Spirit and power, and how he went around doing good and healing all who were under the power of the devil, because God was with him.”

Many people suffer from all kinds of pain these days. I sometimes catch the glimpse of somebody crying in public; a girl sitting alone in a café, another one walking in the street. I once drove by a young girl standing on a bridge ready to jump. People were running towards her trying to stop her. And there are all kinds of suffering that we cannot see on the outside.

We should understand and receive that the cross of Christ is the biggest painkiller ever.