Terrifying, isn’t He?

Who is this who comes from Edom,
With dyed garments from Bozrah,
This One who is glorious in His apparel,
Traveling in the greatness of His strength?–

“I who speak in righteousness, mighty to save.”

I love this beginning to Isaiah 63. It’s like a brief news interview with Jesus. It continues with the second question:

Why is Your apparel red,
And Your garments like one who treads in the winepress?

“I have trodden the winepress alone,
And from the peoples no one was with Me.
For I have trodden them in My anger,
And trampled them in My fury;
Their blood is sprinkled upon My garments,
And I have stained all My robes.
For the day of vengeance is in My heart,
And the year of My redeemed has come.
I looked, but there was no one to help,
And I wondered
That there was no one to uphold;
Therefore My own arm brought salvation for Me;
And My own fury, it sustained Me.
I have trodden down the peoples in My anger,
Made them drunk in My fury,
And brought down their strength to the earth.”

Can you imagine the scene? Christ returns and is beginning His triumphant return and victory march to Jerusalem. Somewhere along the way, a news anchor stops him. She’s the typical religious, church-going American, ignorant of the true ways of the Kingdom… ignorant of what Christ’s Second-coming is really about. But this guy’s causing quite a stir… and so she’s sent to pose some questions:

“Sir… who are you?

He replies with the one-liner: “I who speak in righteousness, mighty to save.”

“Umm… Ok. Not exactly what I was looking for…. What’s up with the red robe?”

And he goes off on some tangent about anger, fury, blood… She loses Him part way through, distracted by the fact that she finds Him completely off His rocker.

We need understanding on this stuff.

By Joel Maust

Joel Maust is a marketer, blogger and photographer living in the beautiful Flathead Valley of northwest Montana.

2 replies on “Terrifying, isn’t He?”

‘Baby’ is her unofficial name…it has been since I’ve owned her…I don’t call her Baby in front of everyone, it is like our secrete code on those cold mornings and she doesn’t want to start…I just pet her dash and say…”good, baby”. And it does the trick.

Sad that you are retiring your car!! I see your car everywhere down here. They must have had a sale back in the day on them.

Are you still getting a jeep or some sort of SUV?
All I know is that Nathan’s car would beat us both no matter what!

Great post. We have no clue. I don’t think even those of us who think on these things even really have a clue as to the breadth and depth of the glories of God: in his joy, in his love, or in his hatred of sin. Just to start a list.

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