Isaiah 11, For Our Time

Cross-posted at RevGalBlogPals as a Friday Prayer.

The truncated tree of Leah, Tamar, Rahab, and Ruth shall sprout,

New growth shall come from their roots.

The spirit of the Lord shall rest on the One who comes,

the spirit of discernment and patience,

the spirit of thoughtfulness and strength,

the spirit of deep awareness of the power of the Lord.

The One will find joy in the awe-inspiring work of the Lord.

The Messiah shall not judge by what eyes see,

or decide by what ears hear;

but the poor will be seen through honest lenses,

and decisions for equity will be made for the humble of heart and spirit;

The words of the Savior will cut through the bullshit of worldly powers,

Those who oppose his goodness will be slain by grace.

The torso of the One who is to come will be garbed in justice,

With decency and commitment as a lower garment.

The Black Lives Matter activists shall be welcomed by the police unions,

the teachers shall celebrate down with the congressional representatives,

the Tea Party and the ACLU and the Zionist together,

and a little child shall lead them.

The Republican and the Democrat shall eat,

their young shall lie down together;

and the 700 Club will host Bill Maher and they shall find joy together.

The young will play together with no lockdown drills,

and the older child will have struggles taken seriously .

No one will not hurt or destroy

on all God’s creation;

for the earth will be full of the knowledge of the Lord

as the waters cover the sea.

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