Isaiah 40:
A voice says, "Cry out."
And I said, "What shall I cry?"
"All men are like grass,
and all their glory is like the flowers of the field.
The grass withers and the flowers fall,
because the breath
of the LORD
blows on them.
Surely the people are grass.
The grass withers and the flowers fall,
but the word of our God stands forever."
...To whom, then, will you compare God?
What image will you compare him to?
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All the stories:
I will become...
marry a beautiful woman,
raise my children,
succeed in my carpentry,
achieve, make, buy, get, go after...
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As for an idol, a craftsman casts it,
and a goldsmith overlays it with gold
and fashions silver chains for it.
..."To whom will you compare me?
Or who is my equal?" says the Holy One.
Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.
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