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: Sunday, July 26, 2009 10:50 PM Subject: Daily Bible Reading For Monday July 27 > Day 208 > > Isaiah 22-24 (The Message) > > Isaiah 22 > A Country of Cowards > 1-3 A Message concerning the Valley of Vision: > What's going on here anyway? > All this partying and noisemaking, > Shouting and cheering in the streets, > the city noisy with celebrations! > You have no brave soldiers to honor, > no combat heroes to be proud of. > Your leaders were all cowards, > captured without even lifting a sword, > A country of cowards > captured escaping the battle. > > You Looked, but You Never Looked to Him > 4-8In the midst of the shouting, I said, "Let me alone. > Let me grieve by myself. > Don't tell me it's going to be all right. > These people are doomed. It's not all right." > For the Master, God-of-the-Angel-Armies, > is bringing a day noisy with mobs of people, > Jostling and stampeding in the Valley of Vision, > knocking down walls > and hollering to the mountains, "Attack! Attack!" > Old enemies Elam and Kir arrive armed to the teeth- > weapons and chariots and cavalry. > Your fine valleys are noisy with war, > chariots and cavalry charging this way and that. > God has left Judah exposed and defenseless. > 8-11You assessed your defenses that Day, inspected your arsenal of weapons > in the Forest Armory. > You found the weak places in the city walls that needed repair. You > secured the water supply at the > Lower Pool. You took an inventory of the houses in Jerusalem and tore down > some to get bricks to > fortify the city wall. You built a large cistern to ensure plenty of > water. > > You looked and looked and looked, but you never looked to him who gave > you this city, never once > consulted the One who has long had plans for this city. > > 12-13The Master, God-of-the-Angel-Armies, > called out on that Day, > Called for a day of repentant tears, > called you to dress in somber clothes of mourning. > But what do you do? You throw a party! > Eating and drinking and dancing in the streets! > You barbecue bulls and sheep, and throw a huge feast- > slabs of meat, kegs of beer. > "Seize the day! Eat and drink! > Tomorrow we die!" > > 14God-of-the-Angel-Armies whispered to me his verdict on this frivolity: > "You'll pay for this > outrage until the day you die." The Master, God-of-the-Angel-Armies, says > so. > > The Key of the Davidic Heritage > 15-19The Master, God-of-the-Angel-Armies, spoke: "Come. Go to this > steward, Shebna, who is in > charge of all the king's affairs, and tell him: What's going on here? > You're an outsider here and > yet you act like you own the place, make a big, fancy tomb for yourself > where everyone can see it, > making sure everyone will think you're important. God is about to sack > you, to throw you to the > dogs. He'll grab you by the hair, swing you round and round dizzyingly, > and then let you go, sailing > through the air like a ball, until you're out of sight. Where you'll land, > nobody knows. And there > you'll die, and all the stuff you've collected heaped on your grave. > You've disgraced your master's > house! You're fired-and good riddance! > 20-24"On that Day I'll replace Shebna. I will call my servant Eliakim son > of Hilkiah. I'll dress > him in your robe. I'll put your belt on him. I'll give him your authority. > He'll be a father-leader > to Jerusalem and the government of Judah. I'll give him the key of the > Davidic heritage. He'll have > the run of the place-open any door and keep it open, lock any door and > keep it locked. I'll pound > him like a nail into a solid wall. He'll secure the Davidic tradition. > Everything will hang on > him-not only the fate of Davidic descendants but also the detailed daily > operations of the house, > including cups and cutlery. > > 25"And then the Day will come," says God-of-the-Angel-Armies, "when that > nail will come loose and > fall out, break loose from that solid wall-and everything hanging on it > will go with it." That's > what will happen. God says so. > > Isaiah 23 > It Was All Numbers, Dead Numbers, Profit and Loss > 1-4 Wail, ships of Tarshish, your strong seaports all in ruins! > When the ships returned from Cyprus, > they saw the destruction. > Hold your tongue, you who live on the seacoast, > merchants of Sidon. > Your people sailed the deep seas, > buying and selling, > Making money on wheat from Shihor, > grown along the Nile- > multinational broker in grains! > Hang your head in shame, Sidon. The Sea speaks up, > the powerhouse of the ocean says, > "I've never had labor pains, never had a baby, > never reared children to adulthood, > Never gave life, never worked with life. > It was all numbers, dead numbers, profit and loss." > 5When Egypt gets the report on Tyre, > what wailing! what wringing of hands! > > Nothing Left Here to Be Proud Of > 6-12Visit Tarshish, you who live on the seacoast. > Take a good, long look and wail-yes, cry buckets of tears! > Is this the city you remember as energetic and alive, > bustling with activity, this historic old city, > Expanding throughout the globe, > buying and selling all over the world? > And who is behind the collapse of Tyre, > the Tyre that controlled the world markets? > Tyre's merchants were the business tycoons. > Tyre's traders called all the shots. > God-of-the-Angel-Armies ordered the crash > to show the sordid backside of pride > and puncture the inflated reputations. > Sail for home, O ships of Tarshish. > There are no docks left in this harbor. > God reached out to the sea and sea traders, > threw the sea kingdoms into turmoil. > God ordered the destruction > of the seacoast cities, the centers of commerce. > God said, "There's nothing left here to be proud of, > bankrupt and bereft Sidon. > Do you want to make a new start in Cyprus? > Don't count on it. Nothing there will work out for you either." > 13Look at what happened to Babylon: There's nothing left of it. Assyria > turned it into a desert, > into a refuge for wild dogs and stray cats. They brought in their big > siege engines, tore down the > buildings, and left nothing behind but rubble. > > 14Wail, ships of Tarshish, > your strong seaports all in ruins! > > 15-16For the next seventy years, a king's lifetime, Tyre will be > forgotten. At the end of the > seventy years, Tyre will stage a comeback, but it will be the comeback of > a worn-out whore, as in > the song: > > "Take a harp, circle the city, > unremembered whore. > Sing your old songs, your many old songs. > Maybe someone will remember." > > 17-18At the end of the seventy years, God will look in on Tyre. She'll go > back to her old whoring > trade, selling herself to the highest bidder, doing anything with > anyone-promiscuous with all the > kingdoms of earth-for a fee. But everything she gets, all the money she > takes in, will be turned > over to God. It will not be put in banks. Her profits will be put to the > use of God-Aware, > God-Serving-People, providing plenty of food and the best of clothing. > > Isaiah 24 > The Landscape Will Be a Moonscape > 1-3 Danger ahead! God's about to ravish the earth and leave it in ruins, > Rip everything out by the roots > and send everyone scurrying: > priests and laypeople alike, > owners and workers alike, > celebrities and nobodies alike, > buyers and sellers alike, > bankers and beggars alike, > the haves and have-nots alike. > The landscape will be a moonscape, > totally wasted. > And why? Because God says so. > He's issued the orders. > 4The earth turns gaunt and gray, > the world silent and sad, > sky and land lifeless, colorless. > > Earth Polluted by Its Very Own People > 5-13Earth is polluted by its very own people, > who have broken its laws, > Disrupted its order, > violated the sacred and eternal covenant. > Therefore a curse, like a cancer, > ravages the earth. > Its people pay the price of their sacrilege. > They dwindle away, dying out one by one. > No more wine, no more vineyards, > no more songs or singers. > The laughter of castanets is gone, > the shouts of celebrants, gone, > the laughter of fiddles, gone. > No more parties with toasts of champagne. > Serious drinkers gag on their drinks. > The chaotic cities are unlivable. Anarchy reigns. > Every house is boarded up, condemned. > People riot in the streets for wine, > but the good times are gone forever- > no more joy for this old world. > The city is dead and deserted, > bulldozed into piles of rubble. > That's the way it will be on this earth. > This is the fate of all nations: > An olive tree shaken clean of its olives, > a grapevine picked clean of its grapes. > 14-16But there are some who will break into glad song. > Out of the west they'll shout of God's majesty. > Yes, from the east God's glory will ascend. > Every island of the sea > Will broadcast God's fame, > the fame of the God of Israel. > From the four winds and the seven seas we hear the singing: > "All praise to the Righteous One!" > > 16-20But I said, "That's all well and good for somebody, > but all I can see is doom, doom, and more doom." > All of them at one another's throats, > yes, all of them at one another's throats. > Terror and pits and booby traps > are everywhere, whoever you are. > If you run from the terror, > you'll fall into the pit. > If you climb out of the pit, > you'll get caught in the trap. > Chaos pours out of the skies. > The foundations of earth are crumbling. > Earth is smashed to pieces, > earth is ripped to shreds, > earth is wobbling out of control, > Earth staggers like a drunk, > sways like a shack in a high wind. > Its piled-up sins are too much for it. > It collapses and won't get up again. > > 21-23That's when God will call on the carpet > rebel powers in the skies and > Rebel kings on earth. > They'll be rounded up like prisoners in a jail, > Corralled and locked up in a jail, > and then sentenced and put to hard labor. > Shamefaced moon will cower, humiliated, > red-faced sun will skulk, disgraced, > Because God-of-the-Angel-Armies will take over, > ruling from Mount Zion and Jerusalem, > Splendid and glorious > before all his leaders. > > > > > > > > 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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