“The bricks have fallen down, but we will rebuild with dressed stone; the fig trees have been felled, but we will replace them with cedars.” Isaiah 9:10
This Scripture from Isaiah has received a lot of attention lately due to its appearance in the book “The Harbinger”. Beautiful Messianic prophecies that precede it in the same chapter are not even mentioned. The persons who quoted this Scripture in reference to the tragedy of 9/11 merely used it as a rallying cry in the face of adversity. They were likely more interested in boosting the morale of a mourning nation than pointing to Jesus Christ the Messiah.
The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of deep darkness a light has dawned. Isaiah 9:2
For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Of the greatness of his government and peace there will be no end. He will reign on David’s throne and over his kingdom, establishing and upholding it with justice and righteousness from that time on and forever. The zeal of the Lord Almighty will accomplish this. Isaiah 9:6-7
When Scripture is randomly pulled out of context, I wonder if anyone even understands its meaning. Of course, matters of fealty to our Creator God can not be legislated, but then one wonders why public officials drag out words from the Holy Bible to address the country, in the name of man and not in the name of Jesus.
Jesus achieved sovereignty over my heart when I embraced his death and resurrection as payment for my sins. I know that I can’t rebuild or replant anything without his blessing.
I live in the woods. About 75% of the trees, shrubs and flowers I have planted in the last twenty five years have died, but the trees that sprung from wind blown seeds eighty years ago are still standing. That which God sows endures. That which man sows fades away.
Sometimes I think about who lived here before me. Where they are now? There is no sign of them, except for a crumbled stone foundation sleeping under moss and weeds at the edge of my property. All our rebuilding will come to this same end. In spite of all our grand proclamations, only God and his mercy endures forever.
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