Comfort, comfort my people, says your God.
Speak tenderly to Jerusalem,
and cry to her
that her warfare is ended,
that her iniquity is pardoned,
that she has received from the LORD’s hand
double for all her sins.
A voice cries:
“In the wilderness prepare the way of the LORD;
make straight in the desert a highway for our God.
Every valley shall be lifted up,
and every mountain and hill be made low;
the uneven ground shall become level,
and the rough places a plain.
And the glory of the LORD shall be revealed,
and all flesh shall see it together,
for the mouth of the LORD has spoken.”
A voice says, “Cry!”
And I said, “What shall I cry?”
All flesh is grass,
and all its beauty is like the flower of the field.
The grass withers, the flower fades
when the breath of the LORD blows on it;
surely the people are grass.
The grass withers, the flower fades,
but the word of our God will stand forever.
by: Benny Uhlich.
Like the grass and the flower Isaiah mentioned, our bodies are temporary, which can be a bit of a daunting thought. I do not enjoy pain, whether it is physical, emotional, or spiritual. However, the good news is that while our suffering is temporary, our lives do not have to be. If we accept Christ as our Savior, we can join our Father in Heaven when our time on Earth is over. The cool thing about this is that God’s promises are forever, and we can hold on to that. No matter how temporary or fleeting life feels, our Lord lasts forever.