Belonger

"Like an abandoned woman, a grieving wife, married in her youth but now thrown away," Isaiah 54:6.

Not that in the 21st century we have much connection with such drivel, where we're all liberated and we're all our own persons, masters of our own fates, captains of unconquerable souls. Man or woman, confronted by gutting circumstance, our faces remain stoic, flinty, resolute. Save our own selves. Yeah. Right. If only. A leading line of our times: the mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. Fear? Revolution. Plague. Displaced. Shamed. Lost. Aliens in our own land. Yet. Yet. In the midst, Jehovah God: Fear not, you belong. I have called you. Who called? The Holy One of Israel, your Redeemer, the God of the whole earth. That's who. Covenant of peace. Reclaimed. Belonger. Sky kingdom.

Jesus calls us over the tumult of our lives' wild, restless sea. With a brother or sister today we answer his call and find haven. Together we give thanks.