Morning Jo

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I picked out a book at Christmas, which I wish to finish by December, The One Year Chronological Bible (NLT,) because I want a linear look at Jewish history, and because I want to know for certain that I have read every inch of the Bible, one day at a time. I know there is more God wants to teach me, like the psychology notion that 90% of the brain remains unused. Well, I meet only a fraction of that usable mental potential. Sad.

January 19, 2016

So far, this has been the best beginning to any story @ Job chapter 1.
“There once was a man named Job,
who lived in the land of Uz.
Have you noticed my servant Job?
He is the finest man in all the earth.”

January 30, 2016

Finally, I braced myself to hear from God @ Job chapter 38, hesitant to face what his words might reveal.

February 1, 2016

I have been counting; counting down the days until I reached the end of Job. I relate to this man, and yet I have never been so torn, crushed, and confused. Since my ideas are subject to change,  I think, I thank, I thought, I would stay and study Job for the rest of the year.

“Morning Jo”
Job visits me
he who communes with owls
in dreams at night
we shout to the clouds

silver coins to count
a blue butterfly
hot air balloons
a purple lullaby

on threads of gold
and a cluster of curls
I consider Job’s
heavy red curtain
~ Stacy

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