Exciting announcements

Today's email seems particularly uninspiring.  Even the email I have asked to receive on a daily basis... the inspirational kind.  Then there is the email that promises exciting announcements, or the one that offers me a special deal on a haunted corn maze.  OK.  I know.  Grumpy.  I am clearly not in the mood for exciting

The email subject lines

Are anything but exciting,

Even those

That declare themselves so.

I have no desire

To purchase a walk

In a haunted corn maze.

Pictures of the movie

Children of the Corn

Come to mind.

Exciting announcements

Are exciting to those

Who send them.

I exercise the delete function.

I figure if it’s truly exciting

It will come back around.

Save the poetry

It matters what we read. It matters what we place before our eyes.  I do like what I am already doing.  It fits with my soul.  Today I got notice that the Holy Spirit is following me on Twitter.  This is so much better than  random job listings.  I also receive poetry in my inbox every morning.  I will keep poetry and God reminders in front of me.

I survey what arrives

Every morning.

It*s time

To clear out

The job listings,

Look at

What I am already doing,

Hold it up

To the light.

I cancelled the first listing

Today.

Then I read

Three of the daily poems.

I saw

The Holy Spirit now follows me

On Twitter.

I kept that one.

Everyone should keep reminders

Of God

In his inbox,

Reminders of God

In her inbox.

Now I make sure

To save

The poetry.

Find the right job

Even though I no longer believe in the right job, I still can*t quite bring myself to cancel this email that arrives in my box every morning.  I don*t even read it.


Find the right job!

The email arrives every morning.

It comes with a listing of jobs.

They are anything but right.

I do not open the emails anymore.

Still

I cannot find it in myself

To cancel

The every morning subscription.

It costs nothing

To subscribe,

Only a finger stroke

To delete.

One more email.

Months ago

It seemed good

To subscribe.

It*s not time yet

To cancel

Even though I do not open the emails

Anymore.

Maybe tomorrow.