Peace Eternal

Reading God’s poetry tonight… His heart toward all souls…

Isaiah 54 – The Eternal Covenant of Peace

“Sing, O barren one… break forth into singing and cry aloud… For the children of the desolate one will be more than the children of her who is married… your offspring will possess the nations… “Fear not, for you will not be ashamed; be not confounded, for you will not be disgraced; for you will forget the shame of your youth, and the reproach of your widowhood you will remember no more. For your Maker is your husband… For the Lord has called you like a wife deserted and grieved in spirit, like a wife of youth when she is cast off, says your God. “…with great compassion I will gather you…with everlasting love I will have compassion on you,” says the Lord, your Redeemer. “…as I swore that the waters of Noah should no more go over the earth, so I have sworn that I will not be angry with you, and will not rebuke you. For the mountains may depart and the hills be removed, but my steadfast love shall not depart from you, and my covenant of peace shall not be removed,” says the Lord, who has compassion on you. “O afflicted one, storm-tossed and not comforted, behold, I will set your stones in antimony, and lay your foundations with sapphires. I will make your pinnacles of agate, your gates of carbuncles, and all your wall of precious stones. All your children shall be taught by the Lord, and great shall be the peace of your children. In righteousness you shall be established; you shall be far from oppression, for you shall not fear; and from terror, for it shall not come near you. “If anyone stirs up strife, it is not from me; whoever stirs up strife with you shall fall because of you. “Behold, I have created the smith who blows the fire of coals and produces a weapon for its purpose. I have also created the ravager to destroy; no weapon that is fashioned against you shall succeed, and you shall refute every tongue that rises against you in judgment. “This is the heritage of the servants of the Lord and their vindication from me, declares the Lord.”


What a wild ride. I’m not sure where to start, so why don’t I work my way backwards? I’m thanking God for the Free Believers [again] tonight because I just finished listening to their podcast on “Heartful Parenting”:

My goddaughters are sleeping soundly in their beds. It’s been three weeks now since our first storytime together. I think I’m getting better at it now that we’re most of the way through our first American Girl series. “Storytime is sacred,” I informed my husband last night. “They’ll never go to bed without a story because they’ve done something wrong.”

“Nurturing,” the podcast confirmed my role. Storytime is my time to be there for them. And every night after story time I ask, “What was your favorite part about today?” It’s my own version of praying before bed. “Thank you, Jesus, for mommy and daddy and brother and sister,” I prayed when I was their age. It was never as personal or as beautiful or as precious as the things our girls say to us at bed time. I’m officially banning all religiosity from our home. It tends, too easily, to splits our lives between the things we say to God and the things we say to everyone else. I want them to understand that God hears everything they say, not just the things they pray.