Carolyn Jensen

There can be no resurrection without death.

There is no freedom without surrender.

There is no victory without trust that appears irrational.

I wonder if Moses felt tiny holding a shepherd’s staff over a vast body of water. I wonder if Joshua felt ridiculous marching around that huge city with a bunch of priests and trumpets.  I wonder if Ruth felt pathetic lying at her benefactor’s feet in the middle of the night.  What was it like for the Son of God to submit to a humiliating and painful death at the hands of His own creation?

“Woe to him who quarrels with his Maker,
to him who is but a potsherd among the potsherds on the ground.
Does the clay say to the potter,
‘What are you making?’
Does your work say,
‘He has no hands’?

Woe to him who says to his father,
‘What have you begotten?’
or to his mother,
‘What have you brought to birth?’

“This is what the LORD says—
the Holy One of Israel, and its Maker:
Concerning things to come,
do you question me about my children,
or give me orders about the work of my hands?

It is I who made the earth
and created mankind upon it.
My own hands stretched out the heavens;
I marshaled their starry hosts.” – Isaiah 45:9-12

“This is what the Sovereign LORD, the Holy One of Israel, says:
‘In repentance and rest is your salvation,
in quietness and trust is your strength…'” – Isaiah 30:15a