Last week, we talked about God as if he were a jilted lover who keeps providing for his beloved anyway. He walled off his beloved's paths so she could not get to her lovers, but kept offering her the new wine, and fresh oil, and grain that provided for her life. Such is God's grace-filled providence. And then we get this:
11. Therefore I will return
And I will take back my grain at its time,
And my new wine at its appointed time,
And I will snatch away my wool and my flax
That cover her nakedness.