My Lenten Meditation.

Comfort, oh comfort my child, Lisa," says your God.
Speak softly and tenderly to Lisa, but also make it very clear
That she has served her sentence, that her sin is taken care of—forgiven!
She's been punished enough and more than enough, and now it's over and done with."

Thunder in the desert! "Prepare for God's arrival!
Make the road straight and smooth, a highway fit for our God.
Fill in the valleys, level off the hills,
Smooth out the ruts, clear out the rocks.
Then God's bright glory will shine in Lisa's life and everyone will see it.
Yes. Just as God has said.

A voice says, "Shout!" I said, "What shall I shout?"
"I am nothing but grass, my love fragile as wildflowers.
The grass withers, the wildflowers fade, if God so much as puffs on me.
Aren't I just so much grass? True, the grass withers and the wildflowers fade,
but our God's Word stands firm and forever."

Climb a high mountain, Lisa! You're the preacher of good news.
Raise your voice. Make it good and loud, Lisa.
You're the preacher of good news.
Speak loud and clear. Lisa! Don't be timid!
Tell the cities of Judah, "Look! Your God!"
Look at him! God, the Master, comes in power, ready to go into action.
He is going to pay back his enemies and reward you because you have loved him.
Like a shepherd, he will care for you, Lisa, as part of  his flock, gathering the lambs in his arms,
Hugging them as he carries them, leading the nursing ewes to good pasture.


(Isaiah 40:1-10, The Message.) 
(Personalization mine. Bold emphasis mine.)