Across that old river

“The wolf shall dwell with the lamb,
and the leopard shall lie down with the young goat,
and the calf and the lion and the fattened calf together;
and a little child shall lead them.
The cow and the bear shall graze;
their young shall lie down together;
and the lion shall eat straw like the ox.
The nursing child shall play over the hole of the cobra,
and the weaned child shall put his hand on the adder’s den.
They shall not hurt or destroy
in all my holy mountain;
for the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the Lord
as the waters cover the sea.” Isaiah 11:6-9

I long for this day. Oh, how I yearn for this day to come!

With each “Baby Grace” story,
With each report of rape,
With each molestation,
With every new signature allowing yet another baby to be killed before it’s entered the world,
With each tear that falls from a child’s eyes because her mommy and daddy sign divorce papers,

Come, Lord Jesus. Come…

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2 responses to “Across that old river

  1. Heart

    So true. I am especially thankful for the Bible when my heart is hurting for people I know (or even those I don’t)–
    So beautiful are the words and the comfort found there. It can bring us so close to Christ to think that He already knew all of this, even as he was hanging on the cross—He knew it would come to this, he knew that child was going to be beaten or that happy couple would divorce, or that person would die tragically in a freak accident. He knew, and yet He allowed….and someday He will make everything right.
    I’m with you, though: come quickly, Lord Jesus.

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