The righteous are comforted by righteousness

My new greenhouse kind of looks like a ripe puffball

7:15 p.m. Wednesday October 20, 2021. 68F/20C.

The forest is alive with the faraway sounds of dogs barking and the close by jingle of crickets chirping. Birds have settled down for the night. The roar of engines has ceased. Green leaves on the tall trees are lingering. These are in no hurry to change color and drop to the forest floor. Tiny daisies bloom near the ground. One round mushroom, about the size of a hand, has grown up and turned brown without being picked. It will soon send spores into the air. Out by the dirt road, the storm water trench is inspected. Both coarse and fine sand is noted. This is good, as it will provide coarse sand for water filtering when it is dug out. The aroma of the trees is still sweet. A day of preparations for winter comes to an end.

The book of Ezekiel, chapter fourteen

Abba Father, I humbly beseech thee to reveal the secrets within your word, the Bible. I ask for strength and wisdom for all your people to make it through the coming days. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

God established through his messages to Ezekiel that he would judge each inhabitant of Judah and Jerusalem based upon an inspection of each person. God said that even if Noah, Daniel and Job were in the land, they could save no person but themselves. God named four punishments that would come. The first two were famine and noisome beasts. The third was attack by an enemy.

Or if I bring a sword upon that land, and say, Sword, go through the land; so that I cut off man and beast from it:

Though these three men were in it, as I live, saith the Lord GOD, they shall deliver neither sons nor daughters, but they only shall be delivered themselves.

God described himself as calling to the sword and telling it to attack. The fourth punishment was pestilence or widespread illness.

Or if I send a pestilence into that land, and pour out my fury upon it in blood, to cut off from it man and beast:

Though Noah, Daniel, and Job, were in it, as I live, saith the Lord GOD, they shall deliver neither son nor daughter; they shall but deliver their own souls by their righteousness.

For thus saith the Lord GOD; How much more when I send my four sore judgments upon Jerusalem, the sword, and the famine, and the noisome beast, and the pestilence, to cut off from it man and beast?

God equated pestilence with bloodshed. This seems odd, and I have no answer unless the disease he sent caused bleeding.

He told this to Ezekiel, whom he called “son of man” or “human being”. It may also be noted that in chapter eleven, when Ezekiel saw one of God’s punishments strike an elder in Jerusalem, he fell to the ground and cried, “Ah Lord God! wilt thou make a full end of the remnant of Israel?”

God next reassured Ezekiel that there would remain a remnant. Ezekiel might have been called simply “human being”, but God was caring about his anxiety, and about his grief.

Yet, behold, therein shall be left a remnant that shall be brought forth, both sons and daughters: behold, they shall come forth unto you, and ye shall see their way and their doings: and ye shall be comforted concerning the evil that I have brought upon Jerusalem, even concerning all that I have brought upon it.

Men and women would join Ezekiel in exile. While king Nebuchadnezzar may have thought he was choosing who would live and who would die, it was really God guiding his hand.

Ezekiel would be comforted when he would see the last wave of the exiles.

And they shall comfort you, when ye see their ways and their doings: and ye shall know that I have not done without cause all that I have done in it, saith the Lord GOD.

The last wave of exiles would be the faithful. Only the wicked would be left behind to be punished.

Life in the hollow, Wednesday

For two days, I have been replacing a collapsed plastic greenhouse. I’m not real pleased, but it is close to done. It now sits atop my porch and it appears as a big plastic bubble on the side of the cabin. I had imagined a sleek slanted modern greenhouse that I could easily step out into and pick herbs. I built a big white bubble. It kind of looks like a bullfrog’s throat when he gets ready to croak. Yep.

But I believe we are headed for famine in our world, and I’d better figure out why I have such a brown thumb and fix it. I need to at least try to grow food.

The fat brown cat likes sleeping in it, so I guess I did well. I’ll be comforted when I know all the people our world have turned from all wicked ways and cried out to Jesus.

This is a puffball. They kind of look like my greenhouse

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