(Isaiah 53 v 3)
He was hated and rejected by people.
He had much pain and suffering.
People would not even look at him.
He was hated, and we didn’t even notice him.”
The time was almost here. All the watching and waiting was nearly over. God’s children were almost back in their home.
And as heaven held it’s breath to see all of God’s promises fulfilled
In a tiny little town…
To a mam who wasn’t married…
Someone from Judah’s family…
A tiny baby
In a shed
In the cold of the night
God himself, held in someone else’s hands.
And as the earth shaking,
cosmic changing moment happened
there was a problem.
After all God’s promising and reminding and explaining.
After all his pursuing and running after and shouting over and over again.
And after God arrived on earth to end the lie and shout louder than anyone or anything ever had or ever would again
“I LOVE YOU”
God’s children didn’t want to know.
It was just like Isaiah had said
Just as God knew
“One look at him and people turned away.
We looked down on him, thought he was scum”
Isaiah had already told his children what they would do when God finally did come back for them.
God had already told Isaiah what his children would think of the great rescue plan, of the Rescuer, of The King.
God always knew
He still came.