what i was reading.

March 27, 2008

Martin (mar-teen) caught me lying on my tummy in our classroom reading center this morning.  That little angel saw me when he snuck back into the room for his recess snack. 

 “Miss, what you are reading?”

“A story about a very special man,” I told him. 

“It is beautiful?”

“Yes, Martin.  It is beautiful.”

Who has believed our message
       and to whom has the arm of the LORD been revealed?

  He grew up before him like a tender shoot,
       and like a root out of dry ground.
       He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him,
       nothing in his appearance that we should desire him.

  He was despised and rejected by men,
       a man of sorrows, and familiar with suffering.
       Like one from whom men hide their faces
       he was despised, and we esteemed him not.

  Surely he took up our infirmities
       and carried our sorrows,
       yet we considered him stricken by God,
       smitten by him, and afflicted.

  But he was pierced for our transgressions,
       he was crushed for our iniquities;
       the punishment that brought us peace was upon him,
       and by his wounds we are healed.

  We all, like sheep, have gone astray,
       each of us has turned to his own way;
       and the LORD has laid on him
       the iniquity of us all.

 Isaiah 53:1-6

This video from the Good Friday service at Buckhead Church says it beautifully, too.  Yes, it is beautiful.  Thanks for sharing, Los.

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