The wolf will live with the lamb, the leopard will lie down with the goat, the calf and the lion and the yearling together… They will neither harm nor destroy on all my holy mountain, for the earth will be filled with the knowledge of the Lord as the waters cover the sea.” Isa. 11:6–9

  “You shall go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and the hills before you shall break forth into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands. Isa 55:12


Lord Jesus, from the stable of your birth, through your sufferings on your cross, into the sky by your ascension, you are the resounding “Yes!” to every promise God has made. But we ache—we “groan inwardly and wait eagerly” (Rom. 8:23) for the much-more-ness of Isaiah’s vision. Life between your two comings, feels increasingly tense, tentative, and terse.

We crave the Day when wolves and lambs, and eagles and aardvarks will frolic together as friends. Leopards, puppies, and grizzly bears will cuddle and nap. Then they will wake up to singing mountains and clapping trees. But as much as we love the vision of perfect peace in the world of “flora and fauna” (plants and animals), a gazillion times more so, we long for the Day when your entire every-nation-Bride will never hurt again, or harm one another. We will only love perfectly, and be loved perfectly—all because of you, Jesus.

You presently rule the entire universe from a throne of grace, Eternal discretion—not political elections, evil machinations, or human manipulations determine the future. But with hearts, tuned by your grace, we sing loudly, we cry out full forte… “Come Thou, Almighty King… Come Thou incarnate Word,” Come Lord Jesus come, and finish making all things new. So Very Amen.