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Somewhat related to yesterday's musing on Ps22-24. Trying to focus more on the psalms this year as they come up thrice weekly under the schedule I've drawn up. And simply reading the first four and finding myself reminded that each of them inspired and divinely assembled. Not just a few have their own character and message, but all. Perhaps a straight run-through or a daily make them as scan-empty as Ezek, but when taken separately and thoughtfully approached, each have their own identity. Meta-lesson here on Word-reading in general, or something even deeper: people.