I want to share a childhood story. When we were young, there was me, my first brother, and other younger siblings in the household. As the eldest and due to some age gap, I wasn't as mischievous anymore. But sometimes, when my younger brothers or sisters would get "too playful", as was normal for children their age, it was customary for the other siblings to also receive the heat of my parents' discipline. Perhaps it was the number of children ㇐ we were six in all ㇐ or maybe as an example to the others, it was done that way at the time. I remember feeling flustered at my other siblings for drawing out the disciplinarian in our parents at times. 😅 And I had a fresh revelation again of what Jesus did for me. Many would probably feel the unjustness of being punished for someone else's mistake. I'm not perfect. I can say I would somehow feel that at times. But for someone innocent as Christ was, and receiving the punishment and ruling reserved for a criminal, it