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That dust flies when a truck goes down it.

2 p.m. Monday August 15, 2022. 89F/32C.

Dust. The truck cab filled with fine dry, gray dust every time the truck slowed. Shopkeepers and their patrons seemed in serious moods this morning. The drive to town was easy. Hills and valleys opened into green vistas, seen through the dust of the truck’s windshield. The town is small, but this morning, the population had doubled for tourist season. Vehicles were packed around those restaurants that boasted air conditioning and hickory smoke. Certain streets at this time of year are simply not taken by locals. A few groceries and goods were carefully packed into the box in the truck bed. Just about when sweat started dripping onto the groceries, the box was closed for the long drive home. The cabin was just the same as it was when the trip began, cool, shady, dry. Dusty.

Last night’s sunset

The book of Ezekiel, chapter forty seven

Abba Father, your revelations are pretty fascinating. Please continue to reveal your meanings to your servants. In the name of Yeshua Jesus, I pray. Amen.

God described the future boundaries of Israel to Ezekiel, and they were much the same as the former boundaries, with some odd exceptions. Within the landmarks that God named were descriptions of his memories from the land. But today’s first verse isn’t clearly so. Today’s verse seems to be a prophecy.

The west side also shall be the great sea from the border, till a man come over against Hamath. This is the west side.

The word west, in Hebrew yawm, has the same root as the word sea, usually written to indicate the Mediterranean Sea. For clarification, God named the “great sea”, in other words, not the Red Sea, or the Dead Sea which were smaller. PLUS, any time the Bible uses the word “sea”, it frequently is a representation of the vast population of the world, especially the gentile world.

But it’s odd. Here’s how that verse in its root words, seems to read: “The sea side, also the great sea, a measuring line stretched as far as he goes until he is opposing the wall.” It’s just odd. Who is he? Hamath, a town in Syria, also means fortress or citadel or wall. Hamath is inland, on the Orontes river. It’s not on the coast. Now, the Hebrew people once conquered Syria, but it was not Israel’s territory for very long. God’s border line is meandering.

Perhaps God is naming a future person, someone who comes out of the sea of gentiles. He’ll measure up the land until he faces the citadel, the fortress, or the wall. Is he a menace? A Godly warrior? Or just an auditor?

Nonetheless, Hamath will be Israeli territory in God’s boundaries.

So shall ye divide this land unto you according to the tribes of Israel.

Next God will speak of the rules for who gets to live on the land.

And it shall come to pass, that ye shall divide it by lot for an inheritance unto you, and to the strangers that sojourn among you, which shall beget children among you: and they shall be unto you as born in the country among the children of Israel; they shall have inheritance with you among the tribes of Israel.

Wow. That’s very generous of God. Any stranger that will be living among the children of Israel will be allotted a piece of land for their own. That land will be passed onto their children.

And it shall come to pass, that in what tribe the stranger sojourneth, there shall ye give him his inheritance, saith the Lord GOD.

A stranger living among them must not be made to move to another region in order to claim their parcel of land.

Back in the days of Joshua, when God first told the children of Israel to claim the land, he had them kill off all the inhabitants, because of the wickedness in the land. But it will not be so in the future. Those who live among the Israelis will be left in their homes, to own their own homes and to keep their homes in their family lines.

There will be foreigners living in the land, when God reclaims Israel. God will set the rules to establish joyful neighborhoods.

It’s a spirit bear, smiling.

Life in the hollow, Monday

As an autistic individual, I’m always looking for the right “rule” for acting toward other people beings.

I feel like a collection of beings, all wrapped up in one person. To go to town, I instruct angels to take charge of the truck and road, and see to the cleanliness of the stores I visit. Holy Spirit advises me on food and other goods. I see the spirit beings dimly, like they are made of dust. It’s never a sharp picture.

In the grocery store, I could not even blink without seeing Spirit Bear’s face. So I found an empty aisle near the picnic supplies. “What is it?”

“Spirit Bear go to dollar store. Get new tray for animal food.” He seemed to have been speaking of the dog bowl that I keep near the compost bin. When stale food needs disposing, I put it in the bowl, instead of the bins. Animals do not knock over my bins, looking for the food they smell. They go straight to the bowl. The dog bowl currently has a crack across the bottom. The animals still eat from it. “Do you confess that Yeshua is Lord?” I asked in a low tone. I was not going through all that fuss for a demon!

I prayed over it, but Holy Spirit answered no. “We need to find something here,” I whispered. The grocery store was out of dog bowls. A plastic plate? Something from the cupboard at home? No, he needed something with an animal picture on it.

“Tell you what,” I whispered into the air, looking both ways, “I’ll draw a picture of Spirit Bear on these clear plastic plates. And we’ll use these for the animals.”

Spirit Bear was ecstatic. “Yes! Then animals know food is from Spirit Bear!”

Once we were home, I needed a lesson. I sometimes see a dim image of Yeshua Jesus. I always ask if Yeshua is lord before I listen to him, just in case. But I had gotten busy putting away supplies and fussing over chores, and the image of the rabbi Yeshua had come to teach me. He spoke to my heart:

“When someone you love, needs something from you, do not put daily tasks ahead of your love.”

Don’t we all seem to know it when we hear a word that just seems right?

“Martha, Martha, thou art careful and troubled about many things: But one thing is needful…”

Luke 10

It seemed so right, that I did NOT comeback with anything about how the whole scenario might be only my imagination.

No, I put away things that were melting, and sat down among all the other groceries to open a package of plates. I began drawing pictures of a white bear on the plates. “Make him smile,” a small voice instructed me. The bear got a wide smile.

He is now outside calling his favorite animals to come look at the plate. I got all my chores done in record time.

And I have new “rule” for autistic living, straight from the supernatural realm, that I can keep and use in the natural.

Do not put daily tasks, that can be done at any time, ahead of your love. It’s a joyful dusty day.


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