Isaiah 34: 1-4
1 Draw near, O nations, to hear;
O peoples, give heed!
Let the earth hear, and all that fills it;
the world, and all that comes from it.
2 For the Lord is enraged against all the nations,
and furious against all their hordes;
he has doomed them, has given them over for slaughter.
3 Their slain shall be cast out,
and the stench of their corpses shall rise;
the mountains shall flow with their blood.
4 All the host of heaven shall rot away,
and the skies roll up like a scroll.
All their host shall wither
like a leaf withering on a vine,
or fruit withering on a fig tree.
Crocuses appeared in my garden at the end of August. Yup, you read right: crocuses. In August. Almost as wonderfully unexpected as crocuses in the desert.
What has caught your eye recently as something unexpected? Something out of place? A reminder that the amazing and extraordinary is often lurking right around the corner? Like a voice crying out in the wilderness… or feeble knees made firm… or streams in the desert… or courage in the midst of fear…
Have a look at some of Craig Greenfield’s reflections on life in a Cambodian slum, and be prepared to be surprised by unexpected crocuses (craiggreenfield.com).
You are the God of the unexpected:
Of rainbows through the rain
and springs in the desert;
You are the God who promises freedom to the oppressed
in ways our minds cannot fathom,
life in all its technicolour glory—
to each soul wrestling against the chains of injustice
locked in place by themselves or others;
So be it, now and always, AMEN.