Victory in Jesus
One in Jesus Christ
Isaiah 57:14-21
The Message
14 Someone says: “Build, build! Make a road!
Clear the way, remove the rocks
from the road my people will travel.”
Clear the way, remove the rocks
from the road my people will travel.”
15-21 A Message from the high and towering God,
who lives in Eternity,
whose name is Holy:
“I live in the high and holy places,
but also with the low-spirited, the spirit-crushed,
And what I do is put new spirit in them,
get them up and on their feet again.
For I’m not going to haul people into court endlessly,
I’m not going to be angry forever.
Otherwise, people would lose heart.
These souls I created would tire out and give up.
I was angry, good and angry, because of Israel’s sins.
I struck him hard and turned away in anger,
while he kept at his stubborn, willful ways.
When I looked again and saw what he was doing,
I decided to heal him, lead him, and comfort him,
creating a new language of praise for the mourners.
Peace to the far-off, peace to the near-at-hand,” says God—
“and yes, I will heal them.
But the wicked are storm-battered seas
that can’t quiet down.
The waves stir up garbage and mud.
There’s no peace,” God says, “for the wicked.”
who lives in Eternity,
whose name is Holy:
“I live in the high and holy places,
but also with the low-spirited, the spirit-crushed,
And what I do is put new spirit in them,
get them up and on their feet again.
For I’m not going to haul people into court endlessly,
I’m not going to be angry forever.
Otherwise, people would lose heart.
These souls I created would tire out and give up.
I was angry, good and angry, because of Israel’s sins.
I struck him hard and turned away in anger,
while he kept at his stubborn, willful ways.
When I looked again and saw what he was doing,
I decided to heal him, lead him, and comfort him,
creating a new language of praise for the mourners.
Peace to the far-off, peace to the near-at-hand,” says God—
“and yes, I will heal them.
But the wicked are storm-battered seas
that can’t quiet down.
The waves stir up garbage and mud.
There’s no peace,” God says, “for the wicked.”
For Reflection
He
lives in the elite realms of our societies. He lives in the bowels of
the earth. He, living in each of us recreates each of us anew.
He leads us to comfort, healing and peace in the midst of our churned up garbage and mud. The wicked are locked, hopelessly, in a stormy sea of their own making. Yet in that boiling mess, God's hand reaches in to offer new life in grace.
He leads us to comfort, healing and peace in the midst of our churned up garbage and mud. The wicked are locked, hopelessly, in a stormy sea of their own making. Yet in that boiling mess, God's hand reaches in to offer new life in grace.
Pray
for those who know no peace. Pray for all who know God to humble themselves and know the peace an obedient life can bring.
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