No matter how you say it, it’s the same:
New International Version (©1984)
But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed.New Living Translation (©2007)
But he was pierced for our rebellion, crushed for our sins. He was beaten so we could be whole. He was whipped so we could be healed.English Standard Version (©2001)
But he was wounded for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his stripes we are healed.New American Standard Bible (©1995)
But He was pierced through for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; The chastening for our well-being fell upon Him, And by His scourging we are healed.GOD’S WORD® Translation (©1995)
He was wounded for our rebellious acts. He was crushed for our sins. He was punished so that we could have peace, and we received healing from his wounds.King James Bible
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.American King James Version
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was on him; and with his stripes we are healed.American Standard Version
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.Bible in Basic English
But it was for our sins he was wounded, and for our evil doings he was crushed: he took the punishment by which we have peace, and by his wounds we are made well.Douay-Rheims Bible
But he was wounded for our iniquities, he was bruised for our sins: the chastisement of our peace was upon him, and by his bruises we are healed.Darby Bible Translation
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon him, and with his stripes we are healed.English Revised Version
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.Webster’s Bible Translation
But he was wounded for our transgression, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.World English Bible
But he was pierced for our transgressions. He was crushed for our iniquities. The punishment that brought our peace was on him; and by his wounds we are healed.Young’s Literal Translation
And he is pierced for our transgressions, Bruised for our iniquities, The chastisement of our peace is on him, And by his bruise there is healing to us.
Every translation says the same thing, that Christ died for us and through His pain and suffering, we are healed. Many times, I have seen people go forward, have hands layed on them, prayer spoken over them and they walk away looking like they are healed and feeling better. Never have I personally experienced this — until yesterday that is. Thursday of last week I began having horrible allergies. Sneezing (literally) 20 times in a row non-stop, being congested in the head, the whole thing everyone suffers from in pollen season. On top of this, I’m asthmatic. So when I do get sick like this, I have to make sure I start taking a decongestant of some kind so it drains continuously and doesn’t settle. 
On Friday, I didn’t even have time to get to a store to get the decongestant before all of it had settled into my chest. I began to not be able to take a deep breath. When you take a deep breath, you accomplish this “up and over” feeling which in turn gives a sigh of relief. I couldn’t ever get that “up and over” feeling which petrifies me. Anyone who truly knows me knows my biggest fear is drowning or suffocating to death because of my breathing issue. So when this acts up — I begin to get nervous. By Friday night, the lack of being able to breath had escalated a little but not enough that I was completely off my rocker. Saturday morning I went to teach and had to use my inhaler three times within a 1 hour period. I felt like I was dieing, like someone had a plastic bag over my face and I was gasping for every last breath I could get. I went on with my day, heading to Powder Springs for a birthday lunch. I still couldn’t breathe but it was better than before. On the way home, I got exhaustingly tired all of a sudden, so much, I couldn’t keep my eyes open and was dozing behind the wheel. Then I experienced awful pain in the left side of my chest. When I got home, all I could do was just lay on my bed under the ceiling fan. I couldn’t muster up any energy to do anything. A friend of mine called and through conversation she told me I should go to the altar and receive prayer for what I was dealing with. I have never felt like this was okay for me to do. I always felt like it was selfish for me to go forward with what seemed like such a trivial prayer request (in the scheme of things) when some woman could be dieing of cancer and only have 3 days to live. Now that! Needs some prayer time! I understood what she was saying but didn’t think I could overcome feeling selfish. She made a comment to me that makes me laugh every time I think about it. She said, “Jade, honestly?! Do you think Jesus has a quota or something?” While the comment is simple, it’s packed with power. God’s time is infinite and what he chooses to answer or not answer, is NOT because of a limited amount of ability!
That night was horrible. I woke up continuously because I couldn’t take a breath… I was scared of suffocating in my sleep. Sunday morning, my husband and I went to church. The breathing was moderate at this point. As service started, I could feel it acting up again. My “window” of how much air I could take it was getting smaller and my chest was getting very tight. Like 2,000 pounds of bricks were laying on my lungs. I didn’t go forward the first time I had an opportunity to because I was scared. Scared of my selfishness, scared of even just the walk down the altar. As the pastor spoke his message, I took my right hand a
nd laid it on my chest because it was tight. A second opportunity opened up for people to come down to the altar. NO ONE WAS GOING! I knew I had to go, my heart had dropped and was pumping out of my chest. (My signal from God to GO! lol) So I walked forward with my right hand still on my chest, inhaler in my left. I stood at the bottom of the stairs hoping that the pastor would see me and come down. He finally did and asked me what was wrong. I began to cry and all I could get out was, ” I can’t breathe.” He grabbed the anointing oil, placed some on my forehead and began to pray. I leaned into his hand and began praying for myself as well. Then I felt hands on my back and shoulders. Tears began to fall out of my eyes uncontrollably. My teeth began to clatter symmetrically as if to be words (see previous posts for definitions of this), and my hands began to burn and tingle with sensation. At the same time the pastor was saying he could feel the healing is when my hands were burning and tingling. It was as if God was sending HIS healing power through my very own hands! Amazing. That alone was worth going forward in my time of fear.
From that point forward to this very moment of writing this blog I have been pain-free. I can breathe, take deep breaths, have no chest pain at all!!! God TRULY granted me a miracle yesterday and blessed me with an opportunity to testify on HIS behalf with what HE can do! The catch to it — sometimes you have to step out of your comfort zone to get it. Sometimes you have to take a step of faith to get it. If I hadn’t of gone forward I would have missed this. God help me if I had missed it. There is no telling what I would be dealing with today.
Confession Letters 
As I read this blog it reminded me of a time that I was healed. It took about a month to happen but what I did not realize is that a transition was happening. God was making a way for me to start my ministry. As I sit today in a silence, not because some tradgic thing has happended to me, but because I have nothing to say. Sunday night a lady was used as a vessel to tell me what God wanted me to know. She said that I was in a transition and that God told me to rest and let him handle it (that is my words) On Monday those words of transition kept staying in my mind and as my sister said, “don’t analize everything just wait on God” By that night I was angry, depressed, and did not want to talk to anyone. So by 7;30pm I turned my phones off pulled the curtins in and went to bed. When I woke up I still felt depressed so I prayed and asked God to help me. I know enough of the word to try to start speaking positive things and not negative (even though it was very hard). All day I was angry inside and felt very alone. I know my realtionship with God and usually when I get to this point he is either trying to teach me something, or I am letting my flesh win. SO my sis started to sing a powerful and annointed song and as I heard her sing I felt my heart lift up in praise. Still quiet, I started to study and God spoke to me. There where four things, the first one was
CIRCUMSTANCE CHECK-Let’s say you got fired or laid off at work. You can either cuss out your boss for not appreciating your talent, or you can ask yourself what you could have done differently. Many of us need to “manage up” better – we need to become more accountable and communicate better to the people to whom we’re accountable. What do they want and need from us? We have more in our control than we may realize. Often the lesson God is trying to communicate with a circumstance-check is to take responsibility and stop being a victim.
The second one he spoke to me was:
DISCIPLINE CHECK- I was going through a dry spell and I needed to know if I needed to be powerful and call on the lord or simply rest, in my circumstance God had told me to rest but before that I was trying to conqure it!
The third one was really important to me:
COMFORT CHECK-God wants us to depend on him, yet we want to rely on ourselves. And so we are forever creating comfort zones that exclude him. As an act of grace, he prompts a transition that, while making us uncomfortable, increases our dependence on him. To miss this point is to miss the dance of faith that God gives to us as a gift.
The last is :
FOCUS CHECK- Are we in alignment with our purpose and call? There are things in all of our lives that hold us back from our calling that God has for us. Maybe your in God calling (you think) but you have and addiction, bondage, or habbit that from the outside to everyone is else is harmless but to God it is hindering what he wants you to do for him. Are you where God wants you to be? Are you giving 100% to his ministry or are you half way doing it so you can do 50% of what he wants you to do and the other 50% is what you secretly holding on to something hoping and praying that no one will find out that you dont want to give it up.
God knows the truth! You can not hide it from him. Decide today that when God sets you in a transition that you will obey him and lay down your ways for his ways. It might be scary and look hard but God will never leave you nor forsake you. Just like he told me that he will never leave me in my transition, he will never leave you either.
“Although you are helpless to make this transition on your own, your Deliverer will safely carry you from your present crisis into a broad place of future fruitfulness.”
We must remember that darkness is not a sign that God is not with us.
When I closed my curtins it was darkness in my room and I thought that depression and darkness had the best of me but in reality he is trying to have a transition with me. I have to make the decision to get up and be joyful.