Saturday, April 3, 2010

Isaiah 53





2For he shall grow up before him as a tender plant, and as a root out of a dry ground: he hath no form nor comeliness; and when we shall see him, there is no beauty that we should desire him.
 3He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.
 4Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
 5But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
 6All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.
 7He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he openeth not his mouth.


a holy season
reminding me
because You lived
families can be forever

a tender plant
despised, rejected
but here
loved and embraced

like sheep
who have strayed
 we listen for
the shepherd
our perfect example



(photos by alison brasher)
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3 comments:

Cath said...

My goodness - that picture of you and Jer with new baby Lydia takes my breath away! So did your poem.

We have Him to thank for all our joy today and to come, don't we? Thanks for sharing Cristie!

S. Etole said...

Your poem is very poignant ... shows real relationship and understanding.

deb said...

this brings tears

seriously, you bless.