As night enveloped the world in its peaceful stillness, a momentous event unfolded in the heavens. From the celestial throne, a word of divine power descended like a fierce warrior into the realm of mortals. This word, a manifestation of God’s inexorable decree, alighted upon the earth, its presence filling every space with an aura of awe and reverence. The very earth trembled, and the skies reached down to touch the mortal land, marking a night where the boundary between heaven and earth seemed to blur.

In the heart of Jerusalem, a vision unfolds as an angel guides Ezekiel to the temple. From beneath its threshold, a stream begins to flow, a trickle that swells into a river, nourishing the land and purifying the sea. On its banks, fruit trees bloom in abundance, their leaves a symbol of healing, their fruits, sustenance for all. This river, flowing from the sanctuary, transforms the barren into fertile, embodying God’s promise of renewal and life.