There is a passage in Isaiah 40 that we use in the 2nd week of Advent:
NRRTR: Then the glory of the LORD shall be revealed, and all mankind shall see it together; for the mouth of the LORD has spoken.
GOD: A voice says, "Cry out!"
Isaiah: I answer, "What shall I cry out?"
GOD: "All mankind is grass, and all their glory like the flower of the field. The grass withers, the flower wilts, when the breath of the LORD blows upon it. *Ooh! blow on them, blow on me!*
Isaiah inserts himself into the middle of 'the voice':
So then, the people is the grass.
*(Which really means)Ha! I'm the flower, bitch!*
GOD continues:"Though the grass withers and the flower wilts, the word of our God stands forever." *Except when he eats and sleeps and hung across a tree*
*Still trying to figure out if this next part is the
Narrator or God going on unintelligible tangents*
God or a Pentecostal Preacher taking it out of context:
Go up onto a high mountain, Zion, herald of glad tidings;
Cry out at the top of your voice, Jerusalem, herald of good news!
Fear not to cry out and say to the cities of Judah: Here is your God!
Here comes with power the Lord GOD, who rules by his strong arm;
Here is his reward with him, his recompense before him.
*The congregation of my mental cartoon breaks out into that one hymn*:
Like a shepherd he feeds his flock; in his arms he gathers the lambs,
Carrying them in his bosom, and leading the ewes with care.
Okay, Im calling it quits before my mental cartoon explodes in orgasm with where I could take other portions of this text.