The oil of joy instead of
mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair.
Isaiah 61:3
“Mommy, my truck broke!” Little children instinctively run to
their parents to have them fix the broken things in their lives. But as they
grow older, they learn that Mommy can’t fix everything. She can’t make that
girl you have your eye on like you back. She can’t prevent the emotional scars
that result from your being excluded from a social circle. She can’t protect
you from all the consequences of your foolish choices. She can’t heal you from
a life-threatening disease.
No other person can put everything right in our lives. But we
know the God who will one day make all things right. Today and tomorrow we’ll
get a glimpse of how God will finally restore our world, with its broken bodies
and fractured relationships, and transform our mourning into joy.
This passage comes at the end of the book of Isaiah, an extended
prophecy of the coming judgment on Judah. But destruction was not the end of
Judah’s story— it was a painful step along the journey, but the final
destination was freedom and the Lord’s favor. The ruined cities would be
rebuilt (v. 4). The land would again be fertile and productive (vv. 5, 11).
Their descendants would have a future in this place promised by God (v. 9).
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