Isaiah 63-65
I am sitting in Vanderbilt’s
Cardio Vascular Health Unit with a multitude of broken-down humans. Its hard to tell just sitting here
how broken they are, but get them up to answer the loud speaker and you can
immediately tell. Broken people
move like broken people. In the midst of this throng of broken down humans is a
15-month-old toddler scampering around like a butterfly in a field of
flowers. She goes from one person
to another spreading joy throughout the room. She doesn’t see defective bodies housing humans, but flowers
of interest and wonder.
She reminds me of how these
verses teach how God sees each of us.
He never sees a broken down, spent and used-up human, but always sees us
as a flowering gem, apple of His eye, always longing to bring and keep us to
Himself.
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