It’s a mystery

Rock looks like it has handwriting on it

2:30 p.m. Sunday July 3, 2022. 96F/35C.

A walk across sunlit sand garners the attention of a blackfly. It rides in the shade of the cuff of cotton shorts until the walker reaches the cool of a shadow, and suddenly, it flies off. No shade can stop a white shirt and shorts from sticking to skin. There are rewards. The raspberries are ripening. The blueberries are dark. Each has a sweet but tangy flavor. None of the squash blossoms are thriving in this dry heat. Little is collected, but all is enjoyed. Clouds dot the sky, and prayer is spoken. The air carries a dry dusty odor. May our God change the dry into plenty.

Sweet? or sour?

The book of Ezekiel, chapter forty three

Abba Father, grant us the confidence of Yeshua Jesus. We need thankfulness in you. Please reveal to us the meanings in your word, the Bible. In the name of Yeshua Jesus, I pray. Amen.

Ezekiel took a tour in the spirit, of a temple complex. God showed up and took residence in the temple. He began to inform Ezekiel of his laws. The first law of the temple was to keep it holy. Keep the temple holy, set the grounds apart as Godly.

Then God discussed the measurements of the altar of the inner courtyard.

And these are the measures of the altar after the cubits: The cubit is a cubit and an hand breadth; even the bottom shall be a cubit, and the border thereof by the edge thereof round about shall be a span: and this shall be the higher place of the altar.

God established the length of the royal cubit. For convenience, I’ll use 20 inches to equal one cubit.

The altar walls were to be a handspan, about four inches, thick. Reading through the entire description causes me to visualize the altar in layers, like a wedding cake is made in layers. Each layer is the same shape, but each is a slightly smaller circumference than the one below it. The sidewall of one of the layers should be one cubit tall.

And the bottom upon the ground even to the lower settle shall be two cubits, and the breadth one cubit; and from the lesser settle even to the greater settle shall be four cubits, and the breadth one cubit.

The lowest layer of the altar was to be two cubits, forty inches tall with a one cubit, twenty inch ledge. The entire height, with some elevation from the ground, would be four cubits, or 80 inches, nearly seven feet tall.

That would make a very large barbecue grill. Men would definitely need a ramp or steps to ascend to the grill part of the altar.

So the altar shall be four cubits; and from the altar and upward shall be four horns.

The altar would be a little taller than a man. Upwards from the altar would be four horns, or horn-shaped extensions upward at the four corners.

The altar is a fascination for modern man. We ask ourselves why in the world would God want an animal sacrificed and its meat burned away on an oversized grill? I’ll take that question to God in prayer, but for now, it is a mystery.

Is it the fossil of an ancient reptile? Someone’s old saddle grinder? Just an oddity?

Life in the hollow, Sunday

My faith got dry this morning, for no reason. I just got tired. I did not finish my intercessory prayers. I prayed for myself a little bit. In an attempt to express some thought that I could not quite express, I spent a good deal of prayer, praying in tongues.

And I was done.

No intercession.

Little praise.

Just tongues and not knowing why.

Saturday was awesome. Every time I prayed, I had daydreams of heavenly beings fighting for all they were worth. I saw an image of Jesus shout, “GO!” at a dozen legions of warriors and power went out from his mouth like shockwaves. I praised God most of the day.

And all that excitement over God’s hand moving on my nation was over. I took a peek at the news headlines this morning. It’s all the same old same old.

Please reveal a little of your mysteries to us, mighty God. Grant us some understanding of why you desire the things you desire. Why animal sacrifice? Why such a huge altar? Why, in the midst of this, does our enemy seem to delight in the blood of unborn children? In the name of Yeshua Jesus, I pray. Amen.

For now, it’s all still a mystery.

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