LANDLINES by Raynor Winn

As you will know, if you have been reading my blog, I am loving Raynor Winn's books.  Nute gave me The Salt Path, and that got me hooked.  I have now read The Wild Silence, and am in the middle of Landlines. 

This is from Landlines:

Small meadows of tall grass being invaded by an army of tractors, trailers, redders and silage blowers which savage a hundred acres of land in ninety minutes. The fields are stripped bare of grass and with it every living thing that existed within them, no time for wildlife to escape or insect life to move on. It feels as though we're witnessing an Armageddon for a large area of biodiversity. Like so much of the farmland in this country, this isn't privately owned land. It belongs to one of the huge corporations, so the silage isn't stored in the neighbouring farm buildings, but transported for miles to a vast dairy unit beyond Lancaster.  For the corporations, biodiversity isn't part of the equation and certainly can't be balanced against the desire for higher and higher profits.

On the mudflats a rare white stork searches for food, drive, like so much of our wildlife, to the very edge of existence...

The photo that heads the blog is of a white stork at Knepp Estate.  Which is certainly rare as far as the UK goes.  Knepp is a re-wilding project, and storks are one of its big successes.

But why do we have a system on the earth that requires us to destroy the planet we live on, the only planet we have to live on?  I know of no better explanation than the Biblical one - and we offer a free Home Bible Study to all who want one.  You can find details on the site JW.org.

I did get some sleep on Saturday night. The pain in my shoulder had me up at about 11:30 (we had gone to bed early, early start for Captain Metal Detector in the morning) and I sat up, had some tea, watched some telly, till it subsided. Then went back to bed and did actually sleep.  

Lots of dreams - I suppose my mind was trying to catch up.  I only remember one really odd one in which I saw three meteors hurtle to earth, one in a great blaze of fire outside our house (not our flat?) and two more, a little further away.

And I remember trying to explain to Col what I had seen - that this wasn't a case of someone throwing fireworks, it was actually a blaze of fire coming out of the sky - and thinking that well, he would realise that when all the fire engines started roaring along, and he turned on The News. 

Was this a prophetic dream?  Well, no, given that we were given the complete Bible 2,000 years ago, which is all we need to get us through to the start of the restoration of paradise earthwide.  So I am not worrying about a meteor strike - even in the dream it didn't frighten me. 

And it is Armageddon that will usher in the time when the repair of the earth begins. And then there will be further revelation.

Maybe Jehovah will give us another poem as lovely as the Song of Solomon then, who knows?  And we will learn new things - things we cannot even imagine now.  But once again, may we listen to our loving Creator now, and all be there to find out.