"O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who murder the prophets, and stone those whom God sends to you. As you have willed it, so your house is now yours — but is made desolate.”
Luke 13:34-35
Shout loudly, without holding back.
Lift up your voice like a trumpet.
Proclaim to my people their wicked deeds,
to the house of Jacob their sins.
Yet they search for me day after day
in their desire to know my ways,
as if they are a nation that adheres to righteousness
and has not abandoned the law of their God.
They request that I make righteous judgments,
and they long to be near God.
They ask, “Why should we fast
when you do not even notice?
Why should we mortify ourselves
when you pay no heed?”
The truth is that on your fast days
you serve your own interests
and oppress all your workers.
Your fasting only leads to quarrels and fights
and lashing out with vicious blows.
Such fasting as you currently practice
will not make your voice heard on high.
Is this the type of fast that pleases me,
a day for a man to humble himself,
to bow his head like a reed
and lie in sackcloth and ashes?
Is this what you call a fast,
a day acceptable to the Lord?
This rather is the type of fast that I wish:
to loosen the fetters of injustice,
to undo the thongs of the yoke,
to set free those who are oppressed
and to break every yoke,
to share your bread with the hungry
and to offer shelter to the homeless poor,
to clothe the naked when you behold them
and not turn your back on your own kin.
Then your light will break forth like the dawn,
and your wound will quickly be healed;
your righteousness will go before you,
and the glory of the Lord will be your rear guard.
Then, when you call, the Lord will answer;
you will cry out for help,
and he will say, “Here I am.”
If you cease to tolerate the yoke of oppression,
the pointing of fingers and malicious words,
if you offer your food to the hungry
and satisfy the needs of the afflicted,
then your light will rise in the darkness,
and your night will become like midday.
Isaiah 58:1-10
“Daughters of Jerusalem, do not weep for me. Weep for yourselves and your children."
Luke 23:28
Stocks rallied and went out near the highs.
Gold and silver rallied sharply, and went out near the highs.
The Dollar fell a little away from the 98 handle.
VIX, of course, fell. Our hypocrisy knows no bounds.
Bitcoin is holding a level, and I think winding up for a move. Whether higher or lower it is hard to tell.
If stocks break badly, Bitcoin is to be eviscerated.
Perhaps cooler heads will prevail at the last.
It is hard to see the truth through the blizzard of lies.
Speaking of blizzards, it appears there is a nor'easter coming up the coast that may hit the northeastern US with high winds and drifting snow.
The neo-cons, and chickenhawks, zionist Christians and people maddened with their moldering delusions of glory, are beating the drums of war, seeking for a judgement from God.
If judgement comes, you proud and greedy and lawless, weep for yourselves and your children.
Have a pleasant weekend.
