May’s poem

This is for the preacher who wishes to give an acrostical Mother’s Day sermon and can’t think of a biblical mother for the letter O, as in:

M is for Mary
O is for ?
T
H
E
R

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How fast the wings of an ostrich beat!

But no ostrich can fly like a stork.

The ostrich leaves her eggs on the ground

for the heat in the soil to warm them.

She is unaware that a foot may crush them

or a wild animal break them.

She acts as if the eggs were not hers,

and is unconcerned that her efforts were wasted.

It was I who made her foolish

and did not give her wisdom.

But when she begins to run,

she can laugh at any horse and rider.

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Job 39:13–18 (Good News Translation)