Howdy blows the Horn

"Thought and Humor" Howdy, a blog of great note, is read by very many people. Its author visited us and left this ponderous but very contemplative comment (Job?). As you can see, the good Doctor Howdy is the soul of wit and wisdom, but not brevity. I urge you to visit his blog, it will amaze you.

http://howdyhumor.blogspot.com

"Who is this who darkens counsel by words, but without knowledge? Now prepare yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer Me.

"Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth? Who determined its measurements? Surely, you know who stretched the line upon it. To what were its foundations fastened? Who laid its cornerstone when the morning stars sang together and all the sons of God shouted for joy? Who shut in the sea with doors when it burst forth and issued from the womb and who made the clouds its garment and thick darkness its swaddling band? When did I fix My limit for it and set bars and doors? When did I say, 'This far you may come, no farther!'

Tell me, have you commanded the morning since your days began? Have you caused the dawn to know its place, that it might take hold of the ends of the earth and the wicked be shaken out of it? It takes on form like clay under a seal and stands out like a garment. Their light is withheld from the wicked and the upraised arm is broken.

Have you entered the springs of the sea? Have you walked in search of the depths? Have the gates of death been revealed to you? Have you seen the doors of the shadow of death? Have you comprehended the breadth of the earth? Tell Me, if you know all this. Where is the way to the dwelling of light and darkness? Where is its place, that you may take it to its territory, that you may know the paths to its home?

Do you know it, because you were born then or because the number of your days is great? Have you entered the treasury of snow? Have you seen the treasury of hail, which I have reserved for the time of trouble, for the day of battle and war? By what way is light diffused and the east wind scattered over the earth? Who divided a channel for the overflowing water, a path for the thunderbolt? Who has caused it to rain on land where there is no one, a wilderness in which there is no man, to satisfy the desolate waste and cause to spring forth the growth of tender grass? Has the rain a father? Who has begotten the drops of dew? From whence comes the ice and the frost of heaven? Who gives it birth?

The waters harden like stone and the surface of the deep is frozen. Can you bind the cluster of the Pleiades, or loose the belt of Orion? Can you bring out Mazzaroth in its season? Can you guide the Great Bear with its cubs? Do you know the ordinances of the heavens? Can you set their dominion over the earth? Can you lift up your voice to the clouds, that an abundance of water may cover you? Can you send out lightnings, that they may go and say to you, 'Here we are!'? Who has put wisdom in the mind? Who has given understanding to the heart? Who can number the clouds by wisdom? Who can pour out the bottles of heaven when the dust hardens in clumps and the clods cling together?

Can you hunt the prey for the lion, or satisfy the appetite of the young lions, when they crouch in their dens, or lurk in their lairs to lie in wait? Who provides food for the raven, when its young ones cry to God and wander about for lack of food?

Best Wishes,
Dr. Howdy
P.S. You have a riveting weblog and undoubtedly must have atypical & quiescent potential for your intended readership.

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Thank you Dr. Howdy and a weighty Amen I say to you ~ The Horn.

Kia Ora (Hello) & Happy New Year from a blogger down under in New Zealand. I was surfing the blog waters, when your blog "surfaced" so I weighed anchor to check for barnacles !!! Smooth as a baby's ...!!! In other words a great vessel, so can I mention "Ark Angel" on one of my vessels - 21 21 21 Blogs ??? ~ Kelvin (New Zealand)

Please do and thank you Kelvin for that gentle pat on my butt ~ The Horn