Isaiah 61 is an old friend of mine that I sit down with once in a while, sometimes quite often. I can't seem to get enough of this company and I am captivated by how the Word reads me. These verses have spoken to me in the valley and on the mountaintops. They have comforted me, astounded me, altered me, and brought me to tears at the tender mercies of God. Verse 3 was a promise spoken by a sister in Christ for our future children, which I continue to pray for their lives now that they are here with us.
"They will be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the Lord for the display of His splendor."
Isaiah 61:3
This verse was once only theirs, but it has also become mine. I am His planting.
As I survey the landscape of God's Word, He uses this metaphor more than once.
"Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the wicked,
nor stand in the way of sinners nor sits in the seat of scoffers;
but his delight is in the law of the LORD, an on his law he meditates day and night.
He is like a tree planted by streams of water that yields its fruit in its season,
and its leaf does not wither. In all that he does, he prospers."
Psalm 1:1-3
We, the redeemed, are His planting, nourished by the river of Living Water which flows at our feet. No matter where it appears that God has placed us, when our surroundings are difficult or unfamiliar, or when the terrain seems rocky and hard, we have been planted by Him on the riverside and these waters will always feed us.
Let His Word soak into your soul and watch as the good fruit begins to grow to give Him glory.
