Some joyful thoughts…

prettyThe other morning I was reading a bit of Isaiah where it talks about God rejoicing over his people. A crazy wonderful kind of thought.

It’s slightly insane to think that the God who made the world isn’t a far off distant aloof kind of God, but the kind of God who looks at his people and rejoices in them. He’s a God who takes delight in you and me.

What kind of God would do that? Surely gods are meant to be all big and wrathful beings or beings that demand stuff from us, beings who want us to earn their attention?

Not this one. This one comes and is tender towards his people, loves restoring them and rejoices over them.

This sent me off on another thought.

I’ve always thought of the verses that talk about the joy of the Lord being our strength as verses to beat myself up with when I’m feeling weak and small because I can’t muster up any joy to be my strength.

The emphasis has changed now. It’s the joy of THE LORD that is my strength, his joy, his joy in his people, his delight in me gives me strength to get up and keep on loving each morning. His joy gives me the strength to walk on in his ways in this life.

Isaiah 62: 4-5

No longer will they call you Deserted,
or name your land Desolate.
But you will be called Hephzibah,
and your land Beulah;
for the Lord will take delight in you,
and your land will be married.
5 As a young man marries a young woman,
so will your Builder marry you;
as a bridegroom rejoices over his bride,
so will your God rejoice over you.

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1 Response to Some joyful thoughts…

  1. emmascriv says:

    Thanks Kath – I’ve used these verses to beat myself up too: but now I see them completely differently!

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