Lately, in my studies and journaling, I have been obsessed with the book of Isaiah. I know… not the sexiest book of the bible. We tend to skip over the old guys at the beginning and move to the hip disciples who knew Jesus personally and scream about salvation and the Holy Spirit.
But I think Isaiah gets a bad rap. You apply the word “prophet” to something or Old Testament and automatically things go downhill in your imagination.
Today, I want to share one of my favorite scriptures from Isaiah, but first… let’s get a little backstory.