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Isaiah 42:1 - 9
"Behold, My Servant, whom I uphold, My chosen one in whom My soul delights. I have put My Spirit upon Him; He will bring forth justice to the nations. He will not cry out or raise His voice, nor make His voice heard in the street. A bruised reed He will not break and a dimly burning wick He will not extinguish; He will faithfully bring forth justice. He will not be disheartened or crushed until He has established justice in the earth; and the coastlands will wait expectantly for His law." Thus says God the LORD, who created the heavens and stretched them out, who spread out the earth and its offspring, who gives breath to the people on it and spirit to those who walk in it, "I am the LORD, I have called You in righteousness, I will also hold You by the hand and watch over You, and I will appoint You as a covenant to the people, as a light to the nations, to open blind eyes, to bring out prisoners from the dungeon and those who dwell in darkness from the prison. I am the LORD, that is My name; I will not give my glory to another, nor my praise to graven images. Behold, the former things have come to pass, now I declare new thing; before they spring I declare them to you."

The Christian, although often afflicted, perplexed, persecuted, and struck down, is never crushed, despairing, forsaken, nor destroyed. The trials and wearings of this world may lead us to think and feel as though we are crushed and forsaken, but that is never true. If anything, we can and must turn to God's Word, which tells us that the wonderful discipline of our Father, which is momentarily sorrowful, yields within us the peaceful fruit of righteousness. Why is this true, and why can we count on this hope? It is because the Father has already forsaken His Son, that many others might be bought with His blood. When Christ cried out on the cross, "My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?" He was forsaken, that we would never be. When the Son was bruised and crushed on the cross, it was for His Father's glory in upholding these bruised reeds and dimly burning wicks, whom He had bought at such a precious, infinite cost: Jesus Christ, His Servant, the chosen one in whom the Father's soul delights.

posted by Bolo | 8:46 AM
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