The Nation Types

Here is the interpretation of the nations in scripture.

 

Prince of Tyre is a rich man

Who gains riches, and believes

Himself to be God.

He is deluded to think

That he has gained his own treasures

And hasn’t accrued them from the blessing of God.

 

Nebo and Chemosh Moab’s

Type is those who are wicked,

Exceedingly wicked

And hide it from the rest.

They hide it, and are prosperous.

They are inflamed with their material possessions

And cannot separate from them;

They turn their creature comforts into their gods

To comfort themselves for their sins.

 

Ziddon’s nation type

Is the worst,

Higher over the Philistines

Amonnites,

Amorites,

Amelekites.

They are at war,

Constant

With the LORD’s people

As a thorn in their side.

Every person the Godly offends

This is these nations.

 

Zoan is Egypt,

The type of those who

Shield the wicked

When they have sinned.

They go to war

For them,

They fight beside them

But ultimately,

They enslave them.

 

King of Tyre

Is a man who has done nothing wrong

His whole life.

He gains riches.

And, when he sees he is rich

He believes he is responsible for it.

So his heart begins to sin

And because of his sinless nature

He believes himself incapable of it.

So, he becomes the worst of all demons.

 

Daughter of Moab

Is a person who

Follows the wicked

Wherever they go.

They cling to them

Are loyal to them

Because in their heart they make justification

For the wicked.

They will battle, war,

And are loyal to a wicked person

No matter what.

 

Whore of Babylon

Or Daughter of Babylon

Is a person inflamed with

Idols. Their position is simply

Idolatry. Naked.

Unabashed. And they

Spread idolatry to everywhere else.

 

Tyrus is a person

Whose beauty

Makes them vain.

 

Jareb, or the King of Assyria

Is someone who sees what is

To be conquered, and will

Even conquer the righteous

To obtain what is not his.

He will destroy what is right

In order to gain possession

Over lands and riches

That do not belong to him.

 

Ephraim is a drunkard.

Up to mischief for mischief’s sake.

Drunk on naked power,

Drunk on wine.

It is just mischief for mischief’s sake.

No rhyme, no reason.

Just because it is fun.

 

Nebuchadnezzar

Is a person who sees the plight of the righteous

And shows no mercy because of it.

They come and destroy

Because of the plight of the righteous

And use it to overthrow the wicked

To a point where it no longer is justice

But is revenge.

 

Abaddon is just naked foolishness.

He is cruel. He is unwise.

He is never satisfied with good.

He is strong, and able to accomplish his lusts.

He has no knowledge, and he despises knowledge.

 

When I’m writing my poetry, the thirteen kings

Represent these nation types.

This is the highest of the sin.

 

There is one more I know about

And I tremble at the thought of not knowing all of the nations.

 

That is Ethiopia.

She is false Christianity

And false morality.

She is religions built from the true faith

But obscure it.

 

The reason why I bring this up

Is because when  you interpret prophecy

This is how  you interpret it.

You do not use it to predict tomorrow.

You use it to hide yourself from evil

And be like Israel, Judah and yes, even Ephraim.

You also use it to hide yourself from these thirteen nations.

Because there are wicked Israel, Ephraim and Judah.

There is also righteous Israel, Ephraim and Judah.

Each prophesy correlates with a curse and blessing

On each nation, that reflects the heart.

This is the sum of the wisdom I’ve learned

And it has guided my pen in creating my poetry.

LORD! I Cannot Bear My Shame!

LORD! I know my own sins!

They are with me!

Why, why LORD do the heathen try to destroy me?

Why, why LORD do they this thing?

Why do they continually try to throw Your beloved in prison?

Why do they continually try to assault me with their tongue?

 

LORD! Have I done this thing to them?

No! I listened to the Prophet’s words

And I submitted my yoke to Babylon.

I did not fight it.

I did not make haste.

I did not say, “Yes! I was innocent.”

Because, LORD, surely You know I was not.

When my sins came to remembrance

I put off my outer garment

And I repented in ashes

And fasting.

When I had fasted,

My own kin had made it my shame.

 

I had mourned, and I had wept

I had known I had done this abomination in Your sight.

Why then, when I am at peace

And in the land

Do these come upon me

And try to break me with their tongues?

Why LORD! When I have honored You.

I had not resisted.

I had not said, “I was surely innocent.”

For I knew I had done this abomination in Your sight.

Why then do my enemies try to pounce?

Why then do they try to put my soul in bonds

And my dove into prison?

I had not done anything!

 

Yes, what I had done, LORD,

Surely You know

What I had done, LORD,

You had corrected me.

You had stricken me.

You had cleansed my soul.

 

LORD, when I was among the heathen

I was just like one of them.

Then they rejoiced at my sin.

They said, “Eat, drink, be merry!

“For You are one of us!”

So it is not for my sin

But my repentance

That I have found myself an enemy.

LORD, for their shame

They try to take me to the grave.

They even seek to kill my soul.

LORD, I am fragile

And I cannot bear my own sins.

Surely, if every sin had been numbered

And every sin laid to my account

LORD, I would be encumbered and destroyed.

But, LORD, I know You are with me

For when I cry, You listen.

When I pray, Your ear is ready to hear.

In the time of great waters

I had not raised my prayer

But before it.

LORD, the waters threaten to lay me up to the neck

But LORD, why do these heathen try to take my life?

 

Had I not laid silently?

Had I not succumbed to justice?

Had I fought it, or done any thing otherwise unwholesome?

When I saw I had sinned, I had laid it to Thy account

To render unto me what was my just due.

And I had received double for all my sins

According to the Heathen’s justice.

I had not laid a cry.

I had not tried to fight my bondage

Which was right, and You had put me unto chains.

No, I had laid my yoke, and let it stay.

 

Now my bonds are broken,

And they try to take from me

And to put me back under bonds.

No… they shall not.

For their trap shall spring on them like a wild animal

Bereaved of its cub.

It shall come upon them as a bear

Furious for meat

And it shall tear them.

For my sin, I had been recompensed double.

For the injury they had done to Your servant Israel

To not allow him to come out of his bonds

You, You LORD shall recompense the Heathen.

 

Why should a man suffer an entire lifetime

For the sins he has committed?

Is not grace sufficient?

Is not justice paid its due to the heathen

Who do not cry about an injury

But because of vanity?

They cry because of their own vanity

And not that this evil had been done.

For the evil I could suffer, yet but a little longer.

For even for evil, they ought not recompense a man

For his whole life.

For the LORD has spoken to me:

“I will touch you.”

And LORD, I ask that I never see chains again.

LORD, I ask this because I am innocent

And washed in Your blood.

I had this stain upon my conscience

And needed it lifted.

 

In my pride I had gone and tried to recompense my salvation to myself.

When I had sinned, in conceiving vanity to save me

I learned that my own mouth or hand could not save me.

Therefore, LORD, I had laid unto the yoke

And let Your waves pass over me.

Night after night, and day after day

I mourned, I fasted, I had loosed the bonds of my sin.

Yet, the Heathen grew even more wrathful

At my chastity, for no longer was I the one who had committed offense

But they. They for trying to lengthen my bonds.

 

LORD, even soldiers and warriors and spies

Had encamped against me, and LORD, surely You know

They sought my life while I was in my captivity.

Why, then, do they continually try to lay this evil upon me

When I have suffered and have paid my due

Double for my sin?

LORD, do not let their plans prosper.

For even brethren are lifted up against Your servant.

And LORD, I cannot bear my own shame

Lest I be destroyed.

Certainly You know my sins

And have hidden them in Your mercy.

For they are against You, and no one else.

It is You who I have sinned against.

Let not Your servant Israel taste of the captivity a second time.

His soul could not bear it.

Amen.

What Was Forgiven

O! Moses, Moses, you killed a man!

So did Paul!

So did King David!

 

Joseph’s kin

You sold your baby brother into slavery

To the Egyptians.

 

David, did you not commit adultery?

Did you not even approach her

In her time of uncleanliness?

 

Yet… I do remember

It was the Philistines,

The Amonites,

The Amelekites

The Moabites

The Assyrians

The Babylonians

And the Amorites

Who were given unto the wrath of God.

 

When Israel had put off sinning

He was made clean.

He no longer was under the curse

For his sins were purged.

 

My sins are purged.

Therefore, why do I still suffer

Like I were a sinner?

Why do I get continually attacked by my enemies?

Have I murdered?

Have I?

No…

Have I stolen?

No…

Have I destroyed?

Have I?

No…

Why do I continually get attacked?

 

A prophet told me God would touch me.

Please, Father, come soon!

Touch me and heal me, and cleanse me soon!

I can bear no more shame.

 

I can only be right with God.

LORD, False Accusers Have Risen Up!

LORD, false accusers have risen up!

Had they not seen, o LORD

Had they not seen what was done to the wicked ones

Whom your people were tormented by?

Had they not seen

How they belched forth words

And were destroyed in a moment?

 

LORD? How long shall they shoot forth lies

At the merciful ones?

How long shall they speak vanity

And shame the counsel of the poor?

 

LORD, there is no violence in our hands

We of Israel.

There is no malice nor intent to destroy in our hearts.

We go forth, spreading forth our seed

We wait for the harvest.

We look to the ground

And see the shoots springing forth.

We wait on these, like a harvest

Bountiful to our God.

 

Father, the harvest springs forth

But then there is none to consume for our people.

It springs forth, and it is eaten by the heathen nations who surround us.

Father, and when they fall into judgment

When they go forth into the grave

By their own wickedness and stupidity

Father, we, we are the ones who are held accountable.

 

Father, first they make war

And when we don’t draw out our swords

They fall ‘pon rocks

And are dashed to pieces

By their own hands

By their own weapons

By their own lies.

And then they say unto Israel, “Aha! Aha!

“We see! You are the wicked

“And murderous generation!

“We lay forth a curse every so many generations!

“And we change the laws!

“We have you in our trap now!”

 

LORD, had they not seen the previous traps laid against Israel

How it dashed them to pieces?

How their entrails were as bursting forth from them?

LORD, yet they multiply a war against You, and only You.

Their weapons prospered for a little while

Making the dearth of your people very great.

Yet, in the valleys, decision was made

And great was the slaughter at Beth-Hashaida.

Why, then, do they continue to attack?

Why then, do they continue to slaughter your people?

Their own traps sprung on them

And now they multiply even greater war.

Yet, the war shall be turned to the gate.

It has now left Zion.

Say this now, Israel,

“The war has now left Zion.”

Now shall the Assyrian be made war with in his own country.

Now shall they be slaughtered

And now shall they be laid waste.

Yet not by the sword, nor by man’s devices.

Now shall they be held in captivity

And their people mocked and on display

For the whole world to see.

The LORD decreed a destruction against you

And even had you laid down your weapons

The slaughter would be great.

We, the LORD’s people

Would have followed you with our words

And wagged the tongue at you

And watched you flee as dogs

From the prey

When the lions come to tear.

That shall be you,

Yet the lions will want live prey

And they shall follow you to your holes

And they shall rip the enemies of the LORD’s people to pieces.

 

Yet, you continue war.

War with the LORD shall not prosper you

Oh king of Israel.

Pekah, the merciful man has spared you

The merciful man has blessed you.

For one battle, you are enraged

Yet now let Zion tear forth her walls

O Israel, for your people are a great number

Yet they multiply their vanities.

For these vanities, you bring forth and wag the tongue.

Now we shall lay forth the curse on you

And wag our tongues at you.

Assyria has visited the prophets.

Assyria has visited the lame

And the saints.

Now shall go forth the slaughter as at Midian

O Pekah, king of Israel.

Into captivity shall you go

To the nations whom you did not know.

 

Judah shall be set free.

Judah shall be eating in the valleys.

Judah shall feed by the brooks.

Judah, O King of Israel, whom you were at war with.

 

Judah shall confess the curse upon thee

For smiting your brethren

And continually bringing them to shame.

For your curses and your vanities

O Pekah, King of Israel

Shall be your shame.

All your words shall fall on your own head

And depart from the land of Judah.

 

Assyria’s king shall hear of a great rumor

And shall return unto his cities.

The prophet says to you,

 

 

 

Oh Assyrian? Where is the blessing?

Had not even you done so to us?

 

And Pekah will be left bare without you

And he shall be as a heath in a burning woods

Consumed by the fires of his own curses.

He shall be laid low in the valleys of Kidron

As the LORD’s people eat, and Judah rejoices with the wife,

LORD, the wife You have chosen for him.

For Judah shall be called “Israel” wherever a blessing rests.

And Judah shall be called “Judah” wherever a blessing rests.

O! Ephraim, Pekah King of Israel, you shall be called so, and even called Judah

Wherever a curse shall rest.

Therefore, the curse which you smote the LORD’s people with

The one which you found by our laws,

It shall fall on your head, o Northern King.

And the curses shall rest on you

O foolish king.

 

Thus ends the words of the Prophet.

Oh Jerusalem, Why Have You Transgressed?

Jerusalem, oh Jerusalem,

Your moment of pride has come.

To the breadth you betrayed your prophets

And called them mad and liars and a fool.

You have allied with Media,

Oh Jerusalem…

 

I had loved you.

I had spoken good of you.

Yet I did see you of the world

As a giant. I saw you call me a “god.”

O! Mad Prophet! I am not a god!

 

I had wept for you.

I had prayed for you.

I had given you my benefit of the doubt.

Yet, you stood at the birth of the world

And lifted yourself with pride against your sister Sodom.

 

The prophet you scorned,

He had made his mistake.

He had humbly requested to go into captivity.

He had fought and shamed his own council

And therefore incurred war against himself

For the foolishness of putting himself in bonds

To appease his LORD’s wrath.

 

You, you had laid out the tongue against him

Every day, and had slandered him

Your own brother.

Andrew saw I was right.

So did Elisha.

Who are you? Thou art Jerusalem in Ezekiel.

 

I had taken my oath, and I had performed it

Unto the LORD, I was not late in paying my vows.

I had mourned, and wept, and given all my bread to the hungry

That I could afford.

What did Christ say?

He who has bread share it.

What did you say, “Work like a slave! It is only right.”

This is not the message to the prophet

O foolish man! I had loved you as my own brother!

For God’s servants had required rest.

And rest I did.

I had not taken a mark upon my palm or forehead.

This mark I have is not the mark of the beast

But the mark of a Christian…

To give what I have unto the poor

To love my neighbor

And to desire my God above even my own bread

Which I wept over in tears.

 

Had there been a single thing you said

That was right? So you can fortune tell.

Had  you spoken what was true of an interpreter?

That is to have mercy? That is to have kindness?

That is to loosen the bonds of the captive?

So you had power to heal the blind with a word.

I had healed the blind without a word.

So you had strength to deliver over the spoil in battle

To yourself.

I had fought no battle,

And what battle I fought, it was a sin

Just like yours.

 

Violence is in your hands

O Jerusalem.

In my hands is chaff

For the nations consume my work

Because of your false prophecies.

Repent. But you will be like Jerusalem

Crying over your sister Sodom;

“She had done so too!”

You had forgotten her in your day of pride

O Jerusalem.

I, I had humbled myself and realized my confession was vanity.

That is why I did not resist nor trust in Farrow’s Chariot.

Instead, I had rejected his counsel

And did not resist the punishment.

I did not go forth into greater wrath,

But to appease my LORD I stayed where He had

Made a place for me

And there I had listened to the preachers.

It is not me who is guilty

For I had known my sins;

And when I confessed I realized

Had I resisted, I would be like a snake charmer

Who had no whistle

Or a man walking on coals

And standing there to let my feet burn.

 

I had loved you like a brother.

I had wept for you.

But I found you in the world

As if you belonged there.

Woe unto Jerusalem

Who scorns her prophets.

Notes on Isaiah 28

28 Woe to the crown of pride, to the drunkards of Ephraim, whose glorious beauty is a fading flower, which are on the head of the fat valleys of them that are overcome with wine!

This verse is what inspired “Wicked John”. During this time, Ephraim was working with Assyria in order to overthrow Judah. So, “The Crown of Pride” is the leaders over Ephraim. Ephraim was beautiful at the beginning, and it describes how a wicked person, intent on overthrowing the righteous, especially one who was once righteous, is going to lose their beauty. And, it says that they drink “Wine”. The “Wine” alleviates their guilty conscience.

Behold, the Lord hath a mighty and strong one, which as a tempest of hail and a destroying storm, as a flood of mighty waters overflowing, shall cast down to the earth with the hand.

The “Mighty and strong one” is Christ. The whole prophesy is a prophesy about Christ, and His salvation. Christ, when he comes to heal His people, will throw down the forces that work against Israel.

The crown of pride, the drunkards of Ephraim, shall be trodden under feet:

Jesus will throw down Ephraim. Ephraim has a “Crown of Pride.” That is, they use their authority wrong, and subvert the righteous in their work.

And the glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fat valley, shall be a fading flower, and as the hasty fruit before the summer; which when he that looketh upon it seeth, while it is yet in his hand he eateth it up.

The real metaphor here is those who gain riches by theft. The whole type here is an allegory of that. How people who use their authority wrong in order to oppress the righteous, and take advantage of them through abuse of authority will be thrown down. So, it is talking about how the unrighteous who are high and abuse authority eat up the righteous’ labor, and consume it.

In that day shall the Lord of hosts be for a crown of glory, and for a diadem of beauty, unto the residue of his people,

So, in the day that the “Valley” fades and becomes consumed, the LORD will be like a “Diadem” that is a gem in a crown, to his people. The day that the wicked believe they have fully prospered, and have consumed all of the poor’s labor, that is the day that the LORD will destroy them.

And for a spirit of judgment to him that sitteth in judgment, and for strength to them that turn the battle to the gate.

And those of the righteous who sit upon the throne will have a spirit of judgment, and those who turn the battle at the gate will have strength.

But they also have erred through wine, and through strong drink are out of the way; the priest and the prophet have erred through strong drink, they are swallowed up of wine, they are out of the way through strong drink; they err in vision, they stumble in judgment.

This is talking about the people. Most of the people have erred through drinking too much alcohol. They drank it to the dregs, including the prophets and the priests, therefore they have erred in their vision. They stumbled in judgment. They didn’t loose the bonds of the captives, nor did they say, “This that the kings and queens of Ephraim have stolen, it belongs to him.”

For all tables are full of vomit and filthiness, so that there is no place clean.

This is because they are drunk. The people are drunk. The crown of Ephraim is drunk on power, but is also drunk on wine. They “Vomit” on their tables. That’s because they are dirty thieves, who make filthy the very table they eat on.

Whom shall he teach knowledge? and whom shall he make to understand doctrine? them that are weaned from the milk, and drawn from the breasts.

Who shall God make to understand doctrine and knowledge? Him who is weaned from “Milk.” The Milk is the basic tenant of scripture of Grace Salvation. That we are saved through Christ’s sacrifice. But the LORD said, “I desired Mercy and not sacrifice.” And he also says, “You have bought me no sweet cane with your money.” That is, the people who claim to be “Christian” have not helped the poor in judgment, nor have they loosed the bonds of the captives. They have, instead, simply called upon Christ’s sacrifice, and sufficed to say that was all religion was, even though the LORD has refused their sacrifice because they have not done what was right.

10 For precept must be upon precept, precept upon precept; line upon line, line upon line; here a little, and there a little:

This is in line with the previous. But, the reason people did not execute judgment, now and then, was because of “Theology” and because of rules written outside of the scripture. At the time of Christ it was the Pharisees. Today it is Theologians who have created an entire explanation of scripture outside of what scripture teaches, relying on the teachings of Sacrifice without good works. When the LORD says “Thanksgiving” the word means to give with thanks. The preachers have taught this means the offering plate, when it actually meant giving to the poor.

11 For with stammering lips and another tongue will he speak to this people.

The LORD, when he speaks a prophetic message, will speak in a different language. In the case of the New Testament it was Greek.

12 To whom he said, This is the rest wherewith ye may cause the weary to rest; and this is the refreshing: yet they would not hear.

The rest they were to fall into was the rest of Christ, which was to clear their conscience of sin, so they could perform good works without a burdened conscience. The prophets spoke in Greek to the people, to proclaim this message.

13 But the word of the Lord was unto them precept upon precept, precept upon precept; line upon line, line upon line; here a little, and there a little; that they might go, and fall backward, and be broken, and snared, and taken.

Instead, the people thought the counsel at the time of Christ was to obey the law to the letter. Today, we obey it to the letter again, by misinterpreting the scripture to mean that men ought not do good works. This reason is that it has been a misinterpretation of the scripture. The LORD has repeatedly said he desired us to be good, not to “Deal with our sins” continually.

14 Wherefore hear the word of the Lord, ye scornful men, that rule this people which is in Jerusalem.

The people who rule the Israelites are scornful of the poor who are being thieved by Ephraim. Remember the leadership are in league with Assyria at the time of this prophecy, and they are not making a “Conspiracy” but rather because of sin, the nobles are oppressing the people of God by stealing from them.

15 Because ye have said, We have made a covenant with death, and with hell are we at agreement; when the overflowing scourge shall pass through, it shall not come unto us: for we have made lies our refuge, and under falsehood have we hid ourselves:

The nobles believed they could make “Covenants” with the grave. They believed they could escape God’s wrath by hiding in the grave, and doing what was evil on the earth because the Grave would give them paradise.

16 Therefore thus saith the Lord God, Behold, I lay in Zion for a foundation a stone, a tried stone, a precious corner stone, a sure foundation: he that believeth shall not make haste.

The foundation is Jesus Christ. He who believes on Jesus shall not make haste. That is, he who believes in Jesus will not hasten their work in order to try and prevent theft. Because the nobles are stealing from Israel, it would seem like the Israelites would be wise to hasten their work in order to eat. But that is not the way it is. The people who do right before God will do a good job, rather than work fast paced in order to eat. This is how the peoples are being oppressed, is that they are being told to “Hasten” in order to get the prize, but the prize is Jesus, and their haste would be sin.

17 Judgment also will I lay to the line, and righteousness to the plummet: and the hail shall sweep away the refuge of lies, and the waters shall overflow the hiding place.

The LORD will use curses to sweep away the wicked. “Hail” was one of the last curses in the book of Revelation. God will use this to sweep away the kingdoms of the wicked. But the righteous will have peace—as said in previous chapters.

18 And your covenant with death shall be disannulled, and your agreement with hell shall not stand; when the overflowing scourge shall pass through, then ye shall be trodden down by it.

And the enemies of God’s who made covenant with death will be “disanulled.” Their “agreement with hell shall not stand.” This is because they will be destroyed. They will be trodden down in the mire.

19 From the time that it goeth forth it shall take you: for morning by morning shall it pass over, by day and by night: and it shall be a vexation only to understand the report.

It’s talking about Zechariah’s plague, the plague that sweeps through and destroys the enemies of Israel.

20 For the bed is shorter than that a man can stretch himself on it: and the covering narrower than that he can wrap himself in it.

This is an unusual curse, bit it’s one that has frightened me my whole life. I’ve simply called on Jesus my whole life to avoid it because this is the most frightening part of it. Imagine Zechariah’s Plague, and you can’t even lay down on your bed because it’s too short, and your cover is too short. It’s very scary.

21 For the Lord shall rise up as in mount Perazim, he shall be wroth as in the valley of Gibeon, that he may do his work, his strange work; and bring to pass his act, his strange act.

This is his strange work. And the LORD shall execute it on the heathen nations who oppress and steal from Israel. He shall rise up and fight for us.

22 Now therefore be ye not mockers, lest your bands be made strong: for I have heard from the Lord God of hosts a consumption, even determined upon the whole earth.

This is saying do not mock the poor who have been thieved. For “I have heard from the Lord God of hosts a consumption, even determined upon the whole earth.” Consumption means “Illness.”

23 Give ye ear, and hear my voice; hearken, and hear my speech.

The LORD is telling us to give ear, and hear his voice and speech. He wants us to turn and repent, and come to Him before this wrath comes to pass.

24 Doth the plowman plow all day to sow? doth he open and break the clods of his ground?

The upcoming portion was always hard for me to understand, but it means something specific. “Does the plowman plow all day to sow? Doth he open and break the clods of his ground?” The answer is no. They plow all day in order to eat and enjoy.

25 When he hath made plain the face thereof, doth he not cast abroad the fitches, and scatter the cummin, and cast in the principal wheat and the appointed barley and the rie in their place?

“Fitches” are the foxes and wild animals that come in to ruin the crop; these the farmer is intent on getting rid of, so the skilled laborer is not in a hurry to get rich, nor to get successful. I stop here because it is very scary to think… the people of Israel do not rush to get their work done because in their slow pace, the enemies of God, the “Fitches” get caught. Israel follows through and is skilled from point to point, each step becoming clear only when the last step was followed.

26 For his God doth instruct him to discretion, and doth teach him.

God instructs the righteous to discretion, and does teach him. The person who is working is taught by God how to work. He is told, from each step, what his steps should be. He is not in a rush to get his work done, but is rather going to work, slowly and methodically, each step being revealed what the next step will be. He is taught, and it looks foolish to the nations because they know Israel is being robbed. But, the judgment is on those nations for not doing anything to prevent it.

27 For the fitches are not threshed with a threshing instrument, neither is a cart wheel turned about upon the cummin; but the fitches are beaten out with a staff, and the cummin with a rod.

Foxes are not “Threshed”, that is, evil people are not broken by God’s momentary wrath. They have had a prosperous life, and have no discipline from God. Cummin—a spice—is beaten with the rod because it is good, therefore, to make it ready to eat it is beaten. The fitches are beaten out with a “staff” which kills them; the staff keeps away wolves, while the rod disciplines.

28 Bread corn is bruised; because he will not ever be threshing it, nor break it with the wheel of his cart, nor bruise it with his horsemen.

Good foods are bruised. They are disciplined and given to a curse for a little while in order to make them good for eating. It does not get broken by a “Cart” nor get bruised by a “Horsemen.” The metaphor is about the righteous not being punished like the rest of the world because they had their discipline before everyone else.

29 This also cometh forth from the Lord of hosts, which is wonderful in counsel, and excellent in working.

This is how the LORD chooses to save his people, through discipline. The Pharisees have taught that “Grace is sufficient” and that “Mercy” is how God corrects a man. But, Mercy is extended only to those who have suffered the rebuke of God and Grace is appointed to the humble and righteous who do the work of God because it is like rest for them. They have a clean conscience.

Fairy Tales Don’t Exist

Fairy Tales don’t exist. Hard work does. Love is just an emotion. But, the best part of a relationship comes when the person you had those emotions for is now like family. I’ve never had that, but I know it exists because I see it in older couples.

We often have a problem with equating success at love with some divine luck or providence; with some eye catching first glimpse and a deep well of oozing affection. It’s more or less about two people willing to give it all they have. It’s also very dirty.

The best love story I have is actually not romantic, but toward an animal. I got a dog I didn’t want. I didn’t want it because it had bit me; and it always terrorized me before I was its owner.

Then, I realized it was mine… I had to take care of it… he was completely reliant on my capabilities to take care of him… and I never really grew emotionally attached to him. But, he’s my favorite dog because he taught me what real love is.
My other animals I had overwhelming emotional connections to, the whole time I owned them. Scruffy was different. I had no real feeling toward him, but instead I had an overwhelming amount of something real. Something that let me know what love actually is.
And I cared about that dog more than my other dogs on the very nature he was the only dog I had to take care of. If I didn’t feed him, or do his water a certain way, he would get sick. And, ultimately, we had to give him up to my cousin and he died a couple of months later. I didn’t weep. I didn’t cry. I simply laid on my couch for an entire day, and wouldn’t move. I was told by my dad to move, but I knew if I moved I would never properly grieve my animal and I would be an emotional mess for a long time.
So… the moral of my story, is that you have to sometimes be ready to accept the fact that the “Fairy Tale” is a story about a character bringing someone fortune. Because if you don’t realize that, you’ll fall into a trap of never actually loving anyone.

 

I had wrote this as a response to someone’s blog. And it’s overwhelmingly true. I had a really deep emotional connection with my mom’s dog. But, when she passed recently, it wasn’t this deep mourning it was for Scruffy. I had strong emotions toward her. Some of the strongest I’d ever felt for an animal. But Scruffy I didn’t have those emotions for, and I loved him more.

I think Americans in general are confused about love. They are preoccupied with the endorphins and hormones of love. They think that is what love is… when, as my mom said, it’s just an emotion. You can have emotions toward anyone. It’s not really love. It’s actually a very selfish thing to call that love because if you’ve felt those emotions, but don’t actually care about the person you’re having emotions for, it’s all it is. Emotions.

That’s my experience anyway. I loved Scruffy. I had feelings for Miley. I loved Miley, too. Of course. I’d take her for walks every time I was over—except for a year or two I decided not to, which I’m ashamed to even say. I thought my brother should take her for walks.

And I saw something overtly nasty on the television. The epitome of emotions without true love.

There are a lot of things I can relate this to, but won’t. I just think the American relationship suffers from a lack of understanding what the relationship is for. Relationships are not for pleasure. They are for survival. And great emotional bonds can develop overtime. But great emotional bonds are ephemera. And when two people “Fall out of love” it’s like saying to a mother or father, or a brother or sister, “I don’t love you.” You wouldn’t do that no matter how annoying or obnoxious they are. Unless you’re really depraved. The same should be treated in marriage. When the feelings go away—and they often do—the best part of the relationship remains. The part that lets you know you have a friend, an ally, a partner, a sibling who you’re not actually related to, and you get to have children with them.

 

God Found in History

 

Thirteen o Two, the Pope declared:

“Peace! Peace! Bring all ecclesiastical authority

“The authority of Christendom

“Over to me! So the troops do nare

“Fight, and wars spread!

“So the great plagues do not sweep

“Through your nations!

“So great suffering does not endure for a century!

“So famines do not wreak havoc on your lands!”

 

This Martyr was captured and tortured.

Thus, my friends, why there was the black death.

Thus, my friends, was the Hundreds Year War.

Thus, my friends, was the Schism.

 

Do not put to death your holy men

For they speak peace.

After they die,

The nations do suffer

From Asia even over yon to Europe.

 

Fifteen Eighteen, yonder the wars

The Pope indulged peoples to sins.

Thus, righteous Israel separated

From Unrighteous Rehoboam;

Thus, great martyrs were made.

Thus, great wars were to be had.

Thus great pogroms spurned the nations.

Do not indulge in sins

Otherwise great harm is done

And many peoples die.

 

1518 Cortez set sail to find new lands

For the Spanish lords.

Find he did, men who practiced rape

Cannibalism, Human Sacrifice;

Murder was legal,

Food was your very kin;

Wars were games

Where the captors were then to be supped

On at table.

 

Cortez found them,

And conquered them

With miracles of battle.

Plagues swept through,

Destroying cities

Destroying camps

Yet righteous natives it did not harm.

500 men fought of 100,000

And won.

Galleons were carried over mountains

To war.

And when there was sin in the ranks

The enemies did prosper.

 

1920s men turned away from God.

Men reveled in their sciences.

Men called men animals;

Men turned and called their fellow man inferior.

Men abandoned their God.

So came the great Dust Bowl.

So came the great famine.

So came a war so notorious

It killed millions of innocents.

So came pogrom after pogrom.

All for abandoning God…

 

What will happen today?

Atheism spreads like cancer.

Men walk with gleeful pride

Of their sinful acts

Boasting in their sin

Boldfaced like a harlot

Who just got paid to whore.

 

Consider wisely.

Just Call it Pride

There was a month dedicated

Out of the year

For pride.

 

Proud were the men and women

That they wanted to celebrate their pride.

They were proud to be thieves.

They were proud to be murderers.

They were proud to break.

They were proud to falsely accuse and put people in prison.

They were proud to shut up good men, so they could not speak.

 

Proud they were, and had a whole month to be proud.

They were proud of their mediocre talents.

They were proud of diminishing the skilled man’s work

With works of inferiority.

And they were proud that the inferior work could not be displayed.

 

They were proud, yes, so proud,

That they had their parades

And walked down the streets, singing their melodies

Celebrating their pride.

They were proud to have wooed lovers

They were proud to have their sin exposed to the world

So the world could praise them.

They were proud to be bitter, and angry

And they were proud to speak to the humble man’s hurt.

They were even proud that they owned animals.

They were proud that they had money to feed their children.

They were proud to have husbands and wives.

They were proud that they could divorce

And destroy.

They were proud, their children groaning and confused.

Their aggressive animal licking the face of the good man in their cabins.

They were proud…

 

Proud.

And for a whole month

Everyone celebrated pride.