After Isaiah 45
I wouldn’t have
imagined
in my wildest
fantasies
that he would
anoint and bless
and raise up a
foreigner
to bring justice
to his people,
a feared one, a
king, and bring
him honor and
glory and
strength and
riches to use
to reestablish
his people,
without price,
without reward,
to do it because
it was just
and right and
ordained.
Never would I
have imagined
this. Never.
But he did.
Photograph by Julie Gentry via Public
Domain Images. Used with permission.
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