BR-549

See, this is what I'm currently doing to make hurrication other than a waste of Time that bears no fruit and cannot be recovered,



not wanting to speak it, but over and again learning enough that I can read a line, sound out a word, recognize a name, אֶהְיֶה or יְהוָה the tetragrammaton, say, that I had to explain in my general ordination exam at Virginia seminary all those years ago. Forty is a good scriptural number, so say forty years. 

Why are there 27, I thought you said there are 22? Well, it's because there're five finals for word-ending use, K, M, N, P, and TS. Still have trouble with the letters that are just sticks with a little something on top, so'm concentrating on those. Also, 22 is misleading, because there are tiny marks, dots and stuff, underneath or over or beside as sound, vowel marks, for pronunciation.

This is a good week to have been doing this drill, because Sunday's OT lesson is the part of Exodus 3 when Moses unfortunately encounters God in the burning bush and gets a lifetime assignment that he is most reluctant to take on. If curiosity killed the cat, Moses would have done well to have said to hisself, "What a pretty red bush, reminds me of fall in New England, I guess it'll soon be winter", and gone on tending his FIL's livestock that morning. But Moses wanders up to have a look and unwittingly finds himself on the set of Hee Haw, where he meets a fast talking One who introduces himself with an unpronounceable name and sells Moses a vehicle off of Junior Samples' Used Car Lot.



As Junior used to say, slamming a door that then fell off, "Buy a used car from me and you'll never walk again." Poor Moses, he didn't know what he was getting into. He should of stood in bed.