O. Addison Gethers
e-mail address [email protected] [email protected] twitter URL http//:twitter.com/OAddisonGethers Messenger contact window live/msn messenger: [email protected] aim: durangoadd64 skype: cowboys62 yahoo messenger: OADDISONGETHERS rs ----- Original Message ----- From: "Donnie Parrett" <[email protected]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Friday, July 24, 2009 10:46 PM Subject: Daily Bible Reading For Saturday July 25 > Day 206 > > Isaiah 16-18 (The Message) > > Isaiah 16 > A New Government in the David Tradition > 1-4 "Dispatch a gift of lambs," says Moab, "to the leaders in Jerusalem- > Lambs from Sela sent across the desert > to buy the goodwill of Jerusalem. > The towns and people of Moab > are at a loss, > New-hatched birds knocked from the nest, > fluttering helplessly > At the banks of the Arnon River, > unable to cross: > 'Tell us what to do, > help us out! > Protect us, > hide us! > Give the refugees from Moab > sanctuary with you. > Be a safe place for those on the run > from the killing fields.'" > 4-5"When this is all over," Judah answers, > "the tyrant toppled, > The killing at an end, > all signs of these cruelties long gone, > A new government of love will be established > in the venerable David tradition. > A Ruler you can depend upon > will head this government, > A Ruler passionate for justice, > a Ruler quick to set things right." > > 6-12We've heard-everyone's heard!-of Moab's pride, > world-famous for pride- > Arrogant, self-important, insufferable, > full of hot air. > So now let Moab lament for a change, > with antiphonal mock-laments from the neighbors! > What a shame! How terrible! > No more fine fruitcakes and Kir-hareseth candies! > All those lush Heshbon fields dried up, > the rich Sibmah vineyards withered! > Foreign thugs have crushed and torn out > the famous grapevines > That once reached all the way to Jazer, > right to the edge of the desert, > Ripped out the crops in every direction > as far as the eye can see. > I'll join the weeping. I'll weep right along with Jazer, > weep for the Sibmah vineyards. > And yes, Heshbon and Elealeh, > I'll mingle my tears with your tears! > The joyful shouting at harvest is gone. > Instead of song and celebration, dead silence. > No more boisterous laughter in the orchards, > no more hearty work songs in the vineyards. > Instead of the bustle and sound of good work in the fields, > silence-deathly and deadening silence. > My heartstrings throb like harp strings for Moab, > my soul in sympathy for sad Kir-heres. > When Moab trudges to the shrine to pray, > he wastes both time and energy. > Going to the sanctuary and praying for relief > is useless. Nothing ever happens. > > 13-14This is God's earlier Message on Moab. God's updated Message is, "In > three years, no longer > than the term of an enlisted soldier, Moab's impressive presence will be > gone, that splendid hot-air > balloon will be punctured, and instead of a vigorous population, just a > few shuffling bums cadging > handouts." > > Isaiah 17 > Damascus: A Pile of Dust and Rubble > 1-3 A Message concerning Damascus: "Watch this: Damascus undone as a city, > a pile of dust and rubble! > Her towns emptied of people. > The sheep and goats will move in > And take over the towns > as if they owned them-which they will! > Not a sign of a fort is left in Ephraim, > not a trace of government left in Damascus. > What's left of Aram? > The same as what's left of Israel-not much." > Decree of God-of-the-Angel-Armies. > The Day Is Coming > 4-6"The Day is coming when Jacob's robust splendor goes pale > and his well-fed body turns skinny. > The country will be left empty, picked clean > as a field harvested by field hands. > She'll be like a few stalks of barley left standing > in the lush Valley of Rephaim after harvest, > Or like the couple of ripe olives overlooked > in the top of the olive tree, > Or the four or five apples > that the pickers couldn't reach in the orchard." > Decree of the God of Israel. > 7-8Yes, the Day is coming when people will notice The One Who Made Them, > take a long hard look at > The Holy of Israel. They'll lose interest in all the stuff they've > made-altars and monuments and > rituals, their homemade, handmade religion-however impressive it is. > > 9And yes, the Day is coming when their fortress cities will be > abandoned -the very same cities that > the Hivites and Amorites abandoned when Israel invaded! And the country > will be empty, desolate. > > You Have Forgotten God > 10-11And why? Because you have forgotten God-Your-Salvation, > not remembered your Rock-of-Refuge. > And so, even though you are very religious, > planting all sorts of bushes and herbs and trees > to honor and influence your fertility gods, > And even though you make them grow so well, > bursting with buds and sprouts and blossoms, > Nothing will come of them. Instead of a harvest > you'll get nothing but grief and pain, pain, pain. > 12-13Oh my! Thunder! A thundering herd of people! > Thunder like the crashing of ocean waves! > Nations roaring, roaring, > like the roar of a massive waterfall, > Roaring like a deafening Niagara! > But God will silence them with a word, > And then he'll blow them away like dead leaves off a tree, > like down from a thistle. > > 14At bedtime, terror fills the air. > By morning it's gone-not a sign of it anywhere! > This is what happens to those who would ruin us, > this is the fate of those out to get us. > > Isaiah 18 > People Mighty and Merciless > 1-2 Doom to the land of flies and mosquitoes beyond the Ethiopian rivers, > Shipping emissaries all over the world, > down rivers and across seas. > Go, swift messengers, > go to this people tall and handsome, > This people held in respect everywhere, > this people mighty and merciless, > from the land crisscrossed with rivers. > > 3Everybody everywhere, > all earth-dwellers: > When you see a flag flying on the mountain, look! > When you hear the trumpet blown, listen! > > 4-6For here's what God told me: > > "I'm not going to say anything, > but simply look on from where I live, > Quiet as warmth that comes from the sun, > silent as dew during harvest." > And then, just before harvest, after the blossom > has turned into a maturing grape, > He'll step in and prune back the new shoots, > ruthlessly hack off all the growing branches. > He'll leave them piled on the ground > for birds and animals to feed on- > Fodder for the summering birds, > fodder for the wintering animals. > > 7Then tribute will be brought to God-of-the-Angel-Armies, > brought from this people tall and handsome, > This people once held in respect everywhere, > this people once mighty and merciless, > From the land crisscrossed with rivers, > to Mount Zion, God's place. > > > > > > > Please join us on Skype Monday thru Friday at 8:00 EST for our Morning > Skype Prayer Time. > > > Contact Me At: > Donnie Parrett > 1956 Asa Flat Road > Annville, Kentucky 40402 > Home Phone: 606-364-3321 > Church Phone: 606-364-PRAY > Skype Name: Donnie1261 > Email: [email protected] > > --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Deaf-Blind Inspirational Life Group" group. 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