When Every Knee Bows

 It won’t be because we’re finally impressed. It’ll be because we’re finally broken.

To me every knee shall bow, every tongue shall swear. - From Isaiah 45

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There’s a line in Isaiah 45 that should shake every person of faith — not because it’s dramatic, but because it’s inevitable:

“To me every knee shall bow, every tongue shall swear.”

That day is coming. But not because the world suddenly becomes spiritual. Not because we finally admit God is majestic, or that Jesus is beautiful, or that the Scriptures are true. No — it’ll happen because everything else has failed. Our politics, our fury, our utopias, our tribal hashtags — all exhausted. And we’ll be out of venom, out of pride, out of answers.

We will bow not in awe, but in surrender.
Because we’ll have nothing left but surrender.

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In September of 2025, Christians are publicly mocking each other over politics. Over Charlie Kirk. Over everything. And no one seems to remember Gethsemane — where Christ, bleeding under the weight of what was coming, prayed for His people to be one.

That was the prayer. Not peace. Not healing. Not plenty. Not power. Not vengeance. Not LIFE.

Unity.

Because Jesus knew: that’s the key.

• Unity would bring justice.

• Unity would bring peace.

• Unity would unleash mercy, rebuild trust, restore dignity.

• Unity is the strategy.

But we didn’t want unity. We wanted to be right.

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The tragedy is that even the “good” people — the ones who believe the Gospel — have become comfortable joining in the pile-ons. And when you ask why? They point fingers.

• “But he’s problematic.”

• “But she’s on the wrong side.”

• “But they’re part of that movement.”

No. They are your brothers and sisters in Christ.
You don’t have to agree. But you do have to love.

What if, instead of another takedown, we said:

“I disagree with him. But you will not speak evil of my brother.”

That’s how the Church heals. That’s how the world sees something different.
That’s how the Kingdom comes.

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Because in the end, every knee will bow.
Some because they are finally willing.
Most because they are finally shattered.

Come, Lord Jesus. Not because we’re ready — but because we are so clearly not.

📖 Reflectionary is still on the move… just a little slower than planned.

• Through August 31, posts appeared here on Blogger.

• Beginning in September, Reflectionary: The Word and the Real World is preparing to publish on Substack, alongside my long-form story project, 45 Winters.

• We’re working through a few account kinks — and once resolved, Reflectionary will run in parallel with 45W, as these two narratives begin to intersect.

Thanks for your patience as we shift. We’re nearly there.