A Penitent Blogger

Mindful of my imperfections, seeking to know Truth more deeply and to live Love more fully.

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Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Your _____ is grass

There are some very impressive people in this world: THE people.

You see them on television all the time: men and women of incredible skill, wealth, power, beauty, and/or fame.

The words of today’s first reading (Isaiah 40:1-11) has something to say about them:

They are grass.

All flesh is grass,
and all the goodliness thereof
is as the flower of the field:

The grass withereth,
the flower fadeth:
because the spirit of the LORD bloweth upon it:

surely the people is grass.

All flesh is grass.

That rich and arrogant man who fires people for entertainment is just grass.

That model whose face and body generates millions of dollars is just grass.

And the grass will wither and blow away.

Your flesh is grass too. We’re all grass.

The grass withereth,
the flower fadeth:
but the word of our God shall stand for ever.

In these days before Christmas, full of television specials and end-of-year reports, it is important for us to remember that everything in this world and just about everything in our lives will pass away, but the word of our God (our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ – God with us - Emmanuel) stands and rules for ever.

O come, o come, Emmanuel