Unlike Isaiah, in our own "undoneness" most of us have a perverse and inexhaustible ability to reinvent ourselves.
When up against harsh, bitter, undeniable disaster that properly understood has so much potential for our good, we rather rationalize, deny, explain, defend, and excuse, and we do this to our eternal confusion.
Our "lostness" (ESV) shines with blinding incandescence and screams to be recognized for what it is. But somehow we miss it and to our everlasting misadventure and dishonor.
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