Isaiah 11
It doesn’t make sense.
What is seen and heard not being taken as the sole truth.
The wolf with the lamb.
The leopard with the goat.
A child leading a calf and a lion.
A cow eating with a bear.
A vegetarian lion.
Children and snakes.
This is a world that doesn’t make sense.
Historical feuds ended.
People walking across rivers miraculously.
Enemies silenced forever.
If all this can happen.
If a world can become back to front.
Then you, a remnant, a left-over, can be reached again.
You’re not too far off, nor too small and insignificant.
You may only be a shoot from a stump, a branch from roots.
However, you can walk tall again, not in hiding, not on a B-road but a High road.
It doesn’t make sense.
However, it is possible. So pray the ancient prayer.
Come Holy Spirit. As you did with Jesus, rest on me.

