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Universal Utterings for 3-13-2015
My flesh is clothed with worms and scabs; my skin cracks and festers; My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope. Job 7:5-6
Who is wise enough to understand these things? Who is intelligent enough to know them? Straight are the paths of the LORD, the just walk in them, but sinners stumble in them. Hosea 14:10
You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind, and with all your strength.’ The second is this: ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’ There is no other Commandment greater than these.” Mark 12:30-31
Job 7:1-6, Hosea 14:2-10 & Mark 12:28-34
Job continues his torment complaints answering in pain to oblige his friend’s notions that never speak to God as life’s necessities allowed to complain but only with restrain of offending the Father. And complain he does comparing hired hands to life as drudgery encountering restless torment of bondage from scabs galore. He ached to rid his slavery of body malfunction returning to freedom all people should always attest to and receive.
“Who is wise enough to understand these things?” Certainly one can attain a path straight from speaking to the LORD as Job will soon do speaking directly to God in desire to please Him by the heart of Salvation remembering the Covenant Promise to always garner love for your neighbor in the mindset of ensured strength. Speaking to God constantly is living in totality for Him surrendered giving in to Charity. Amen.
We ask in prayer. Dear LORD, we pray for wisdom in mistakes. Novena Day four for a son to come home with grand boys in tow. Novena Prayers Day five for Timmy D. Prayers for Kairos Prison #50. Prayers for my son Jeff. Prayers for Dr. Cruz†Peluca. LORD from Job 6:28 I chant; “Come, now, give me your attention; surely I will not lie to your face.” In Jesus Name we pray. Amen.
I am a poet obedient to Christ,
Evangelist Thomas Cruz†Wiggins
†Spirit led God inspired Christ fed†
Job Seven One thru Six Hope death treasure end contrite invite
Drudgery earth life
Hand hired days
Shade slave paid?
Freedom without sight
Futility months assigned
Dawn’s restlessness night
Laying waiting counting
Dragging night Light?
Scabs worms fight
Skin torn festers
Arise swifter plight
Hope death treasure
End contrite invite
© Thomas Joe Cruz†Wiggins March 13, 2015 @ 5:22 AM EST