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Earth's Pollution Prophesied Long Ago

 
Posted by Elaine January 06, 2022 at 12:00 AM AEDT

Written in the 8th century before Christ, read prophecy about what has now happened and what is yet to take place… written so long ago but with still so much wisdom…

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Oh, my people, haven’t you had enough of punishment?
Why will you force me to whip you again and again? Must you forever rebel?… Isaiah 1

Heaven is my throne and the earth is my footstool: What Temple can you build for me as good as that?
My hand has made both earth and skies, and they are mine. Yet I will look with pity on the man who has a humble and a contrite heart, who trembles at my word. But,…. Isaiah 66

Woe to my rebellious children, says the Lord;
You ask advice from everyone but me and decide to do what I don’t want you to do…Isaiah 30

But the Lord will have mercy on the Israelis; they are still his special ones…. Isaiah 14

Think about Jesus’ virgin birth for a minute. How would Jesus have the power to redeem us unless he was impregnated into Mary by God?

Here is God’s promise concerning Jesus. He decides to save us through Jesus. Here He speaks about the work of Jesus long before he is born to Mary.

The royal line of David will be cut off, chopped down like a tree; but from the stump will grow a shoot—yes, a new Branch from the old root. And the Spirit of the Lord shall rest upon him, the Spirit of wisdom, understanding, counsel, and might; the Spirit of knowledge and of the fear of the Lord. His delight will be obedience to the Lord… Isaiah 11

God predicts a rebellious world in trouble:

This is a day of trouble and frustration and blasphemy; it is a serious time, as when a woman is in heavy labor trying to give birth and the child does not come….. Isaiah 37

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The Landscape Will Be a Moonscape

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.
The earth turns gaunt and grey,
the world silent and sad,
sky and land lifeless, colorless.

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Earth Polluted by Its Very Own People

Earth 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 unliveable. 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.

But 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!”

But 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.

That’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. Isaiah 24

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