There’s somebody at school or work you see every day. You don’t really know them, but since you see them every day you always smile or say hi.
And then you bump into someone at the store. There’s something about them. Something familiar.
And then you realize who it is. You didn’t recognize them at first. They were somewhere you didn’t expect to see them.
Sunday’s first reading (Isaiah) is kind of like that. There’s something about it. Something familiar.
More on this tomorrow. Readings for Sunday