Ezekiel is in a spot of bother.
He writes at the time of the first exile, 598BC. Imagine it. Driven out of your homeland by thugs.
And as is his custom, God speaks:
You, son of man, pack an exile’s bundle and emigrate by daylight when they can see you, emigrate from where you are to somewhere else (Ezekiel 12).
God meets us ‘where we are, but never leaves us there.’
We are called to ‘emigrate.’
We do it in the ‘daylight’ so that ‘they can see us.’
Yes, that’s it.
‘Emigrating’ is an eminent form of witness.