Isaiah 40:6-8
A
voice says, “Cry out!” And I said, “What shall I cry?” All people are grass,
their constancy is like the flower of the field. The grass withers, the flower
fades, when the breath of the Lord blows upon it; surely the people are grass.
The grass withers, the flower fades; but the word of our God will stand
forever.
Isaiah’s prophetic voice continues from yesterday with a
reminder that we are mortal, temporary, finite, transient. On the one hand we
can feel small and unimportant. On the other hand, don’t need to feel
responsible for the world or guilty that we aren’t doing enough. We can be
assured that God’s Spirit as creator and creating stands before us, among us,
and after us.
Artist, Laura Lin, offers this depiction of the text.
Laura has a site called Painted Verses, “to
reveal the life-changing truth of God through art and design."
With a sense
of being temporary, we can relax and enjoy what we have right in front of us.
We can let go and what is unimportant. And we can clothe ourselves in those
things that do last: compassion, love, and justice.
Laura offers
an image depicting those clothes.
See other painted verses HERE.
Our Advent Exploration question for today
is: Aware
of our mortality, what can you let go? With what can you clothe yourself?
