Over and over. Ezekiel repeats the phrases.
“The word of the Lord came to me.”
“This is what the Lord God says.”
“This is the declaration of the Lord God.”
A rhythm. Keeping the Lord prominent. Essential. To all the prophet pens on the page.

Over and over. Ezekiel repeats the phrases.
“The word of the Lord came to me.”
“This is what the Lord God says.”
“This is the declaration of the Lord God.”
A rhythm. Keeping the Lord prominent. Essential. To all the prophet pens on the page.
In-your-face. Deliberate. Disobedience.
A story old as time. And ongoing in this day and age.
Jeroboam of Nebat’s name is repeated in Scripture. Often. Echoing through the history of the kings.
Not remembered for noble acts or extraordinary wisdom.
But for his evil ways.
Opening shades to the mysterious. One January morning.
Fog. Hiding details outside my window.
Fog. Resting in the woods. And midair.
After Christmas and into the first week of this New Year, I take time to think back. Trying to remember the ebb and flow of last year.