STONING THE MIRROR

Moon River Estates, January 4, 2011

I wrote this poem on the evening of January 4, 2011, as Sara Schmidt and I were discussing people who accuse us of the very things they are guilty of. It is as though we hold a mirror up to them and they mistake their image for us. I was reminded of these words from the Lord through Isaiah:

Isaiah 30:8-14 ESV
(8)  And now, go, write it before them on a tablet and inscribe it in a book, that it may be for the time to come as a witness forever.
(9)  For they are a rebellious people, lying children, children unwilling to hear the instruction of the LORD;
(10)  who say to the seers, “Do not see,” and to the prophets, “Do not prophesy to us what is right; speak to us smooth things, prophesy illusions,
(11)  leave the way, turn aside from the path, let us hear no more about the Holy One of Israel.”
(12)  Therefore thus says the Holy One of Israel, “Because you despise this word and trust in oppression and perverseness and rely on them,
(13)  therefore this iniquity shall be to you like a breach in a high wall, bulging out and about to collapse, whose breaking comes suddenly, in an instant;
(14)  and its breaking is like that of a potter’s vessel that is smashed so ruthlessly that among its fragments, not a shard is found with which to take fire from the hearth, or to dip up water out of the cistern.”