In my dry and desolate desert, your spirit awakened something beautiful.
Through the hurting and the sorrow, you comforted me.
You reached into the depths of the unknown places I had hidden within my soul.
You have brought laughter to my mourning. You have wiped away all the tears.
You alone have restored.
It is well.
You alone have healed.
It is well.
I may not understand the days of brokenness, yet I saw your glory.
It is well.
I see your beauty that has come from the ashes.
It is well.
You alone allow my heart to say, ” it is well.
Isaiah 61: 1-3
The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me, because the LORD has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners,
He has sent me to tell those who mourn that the time of the LORD’s favor has come, and with it, the day of God’s anger against their enemies.
To all who mourn in Israel, he will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair. In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks that the LORD has planted for his own glory.