The Fire That Cleaned the Forest
In August 2020, firefighters in Northern California watched the SCU Lightning Complex burn across 400,000 acres of drought-parched land. Ranchers wept as flames consumed what generations had built. Yet within eighteen months, botanists documented something remarkable near Livermore — native lupine and poppies were blooming in meadows that hadn't seen wildflowers in decades. Invasive grasses that had choked the soil for years were gone. The fire, terrible as it was, had broken open ground that nothing gentler could reach.
Isaiah's prayer in chapter 64 carries that same ache — a people begging God to rend the heavens and come down, knowing full well that His arrival will shake mountains and burn like kindling. "When you did awesome things that we did not expect, you came down, and the mountains trembled before you." They are not asking for comfort. They are asking for fire.
And then comes the confession that makes the prayer honest: "All of us have become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous deeds are like a polluted garment." They know the invasive growth in their own hearts. They know something fierce must clear it.
Yet the prayer does not end in terror. It ends at the potter's bench: "We are the clay, you are the Potter." The same hands that send the purging flame are the hands that shape what grows after. The God who burns is the God who blooms.
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