I confess that Isaiah is one of my favourite books in the Bible.  I’m not sure why, but I’ve loved it since the first time I really waded through it many years back.

Even still, chapter 47 didn’t jump out at me the way most others have in this string of readings… except for one little phrase…

“You pleasure-loving kingdom”.

That word comes to Babylon.  And it’s not a compliment.

A piece of me loves the piercing quality of that prophetic word.  Another piece of me, perhaps my pleasure-loving portion, says, “Hey, what’s so bad about loving pleasure?” Continue reading →