Isaiah 61

My God Is…

beauty for ashes,
joy for mourning,
praise for heaviness;
I believe.

Sent…

To bring good news,
To comfort the brokenhearted,
Proclaiming liberty,
Opening the prison,
To comfort all who mourn,
Raise up devastations,
Repair cities and generations,
To build up ruins.

To be…

Oaks of righteousness,
Planting of the Lord,
Glory to the Lord.

Be called…

Strangers,
Foreigners,
Priests,
Ministers,
Offspring,
Sprouts.

Be fruitful…

Power of declaration.
What we speak over ourselves.
Believe what God thinks about us, and speak the truth of His words.

(ScottM wrote these words down tonight at church while watching live online after hearing he was at “Isaiah 61 in Mobile,” but also inspired by what I heard 3/5/2026)