These words from Isaiah embrace me and encourage me as the days speed along until my daughter turns twelve years old. As I look back on all her past birthdays, I am most impressed with God’s great faithfulness. I see His hand all over our family. I don’t know why. I don’t know why He loves us and chooses us to display His glory.
I’m just so thankful for His tangible-ness here this week. My girl is growing up. I know eventually, that means she’ll grow away from me, that she’ll leave the nest and either flounder or fly. Or both. What will I do when I can’t advocate for her anymore, when I’m not there to interpret the world to her—and explain her to the world?
I’ll rest in these words—this Word—Who promises stamina and help:
(From Isaiah 40)
27Jacob, why do you say,
and Israel, why do you assert:
“My way is hidden from the Lord,
and my claim is ignored by my God”?
28Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
Yahweh is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the whole earth.
He never grows faint or weary;
there is no limit to His understanding.
29He gives strength to the weary
and strengthens the powerless.
30Youths may faint and grow weary,
and young men stumble and fall,
31but those who trust in the Lord
will renew their strength;
they will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary;
they will walk and not faint.
Leaning on His Everlasting arms of grace and mercy,