Buried it.
Yesterday was 6-15-25. I was reading my bible two weeks ago and thought I'd read that the blood of lambs, not THE lamb, not Jesus, but lambs blood from sacrifices, was the real reason Jesus was come to save us. Something like that. I didn't read it right or it doesn't exist. There is a passage in Matthew that elaborates on those who will give their lives for God. How the victory comes from the shedding of this innocent blood. This to me, like a lot of other things, seems intuitive. It says it. In Matthew. But the thing about actual lambs I have not been able to find again. I was sure it didn't exist and that I am a poor reader. But then all the excitement of wondering about animal sacrifices had me thinking. I thought about how I love little furry friends. How intelligent they are. How I swore I read we once didn't eat meat. How a generation went without it. How we could be living as the most high here on earth, but that there must be a clue as to what comes next...
