“Thus says the Lord,
“Thus says the Lord,“Thus says the Lord,‘Set your house in order, for you shall die;
‘Set your house in order, for you shall die;‘Set your house in order, for you shall die;you shall not recover.’”
you shall not recover.’”you shall not recover.’”(2 Kings 20:1, English Standard Version)
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Some things never changed. Like death and taxes and the view from the low wall on the corner of Fletcher Street. Only the shade of the horizon had altered; above the scaffold-shrouded frame of the Water Tower, the sky was turning red. Not with the inky majesty of flowing crimson, but with a restrained tint of a dusty pink that threatened greater depth as the afternoon wore into evening. The clouds loomed high in the sky; so high that the sun would likely continue to light them
