The Labor of His Soul, Isaiah 53:11, NKJV

My servant grew up in the Lord’s presence like a tender green shoot, like a root in dry ground.  There was nothing beautiful or majestic about his appearance, nothing to attract us to him.  He was despised and rejected—a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief. — Isaiah 53:2-3, NLT It sometimes feels as thoughContinue reading “The Labor of His Soul, Isaiah 53:11, NKJV”

Unfurling

“Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light.” — Theodore Roenthke I see this blossom each morning unfurling to find the light, reaching out to touch  a ray of sun, warmth  necessary for life; its roots stretch down  into moistened earth  as morning brings on  the day’s thirst.   I complete that same  searchContinue reading “Unfurling”