Today I knelt with Isaiah, hands lifted, heart laid bare, and even though his ancient words were written years ago, they resonate with my heart. Please join me in Isaiah 63:15 – 64:9. Read the words, speak them out loud, and feel their significance. And through your mind’s eye “see“.
“Look down from heaven and see,
from Your holy and beautiful habitation.”
Don’t we all long to be seen? Though we may pretend we want to stay hidden, we really just want to be found. To be rescued from our hiding places.
“Where are Your zeal and Your might?
The stirring of Your inner parts and Your compassion
are held back from me.
For You are our Father,
though Abraham does not know us,
and Israel does not acknowledge us;
You, O Lord, are our Father,
our Redeemer from of old is Your name…”
Gentiles we are, yet we long for the love of our Father, our Redeemer. We yearn for the work of His hands. We know of His power. We long to see.
“…Oh that You would rend the heavens and come down,
that the mountains might quake at Your presence—
as when fire kindles brushwood
and the fire causes water to boil—
to make Your name known to Your adversaries,
and that the nations might tremble at Your presence!
When You did awesome things that we did not look for,
You came down, the mountains quaked at Your presence.“
Your enemies are our enemies! They profane Your name! Let them see who is truly King! Your power moves mountains! Let them see.
“From of old no one has heard
or perceived by the ear,
no eye has seen a God besides You,
who acts for those who wait for Him.“
There is no other, Lord. There IS no other Lord. No one has seen.
“You meet him who joyfully works righteousness,
those who remember You in Your ways.“
Help us to remember.
“Behold, You were angry, and we sinned;
in our sins we have been a long time, and shall we be saved?
We have all become like one who is unclean,
and all our righteous deeds are like a polluted garment.
We all fade like a leaf,
and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.
There is no one who calls upon Your name,
who rouses himself to take hold of You;
for You have hidden Your face from us,
and have made us melt in the hand of our iniquities.“
Here we shed bitter tears for our folly. There are no words for our betrayal. Who can save those who cannot save themselves? You no longer want to see.
“But now, O Lord, you are our Father;
we are the clay, and You are our potter;
we are all the work of Your hand.“
Mold us, shape us, use us, but please, Father, never leave us! Help us to see once more.
“Be not so terribly angry, O Lord,
and remember not iniquity forever.
Behold, please look, we are all Your people.“
Please see us once more. We are all Your people. Teach us to love, teach us to follow, and please, never give up on us. Though we may stumble and trip and fall flat on our faces, please help us to keep on going. Help us to learn from our mistakes, to forget our sin, and never look back, never turn our faces from You. In the past is the darkness, let us always turn our faces fully to the Light, help us to see. Forgive Your people and bring us home. To You be all glory, forever and ever. Amen.