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It was so precious that is was valued by weight at one thousand dollars an ounce.
It was purchased by the local Methodist church, and they put it on display in the rectory.
Many pilgrims from around the country came to see the velvet skull.
No one could touch it, lest the velvet lose it's sheen and lose its power.
Over the years the velvet yellowed, and many took this as a sign.
"As the moon turned to blood, the sun to black and the velvet lamb skull to yellow."
I was born the year it was declared "White Corn".
My sister was born in the year of "Eggshell cream".
I graduated in the year of "Vanilla Custard".
I married in the summer of "Glow".
Our first child was born in the year of "Sun Whisper".
Our second, the year it turned "Honey Moth"
Our second died the winter of "Oklahoma Wheat".
I stopped going to see the skull after that.
I wonder when yellow will be yellow, and when I will see my son in heaven.
I wonder when God will draw the line.
Does God see yellow the way we do?
Do I see yellow the way that God does?
It is rumored that whatever the color of the velvet lamb skull when He returns will be the color of the golden streets.
I can't wait.
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