Frankly, I don’t want to receive any more emails about adding a new sun porch to my house. I am moving to Argentina.

I don’t want to hear of even one more way to lose weight.

I don’t want any more invitations to buy a Bvlgari watch or a Clever Clasp.

I don’t want to be tempted any more at the idea of winning a free new Dell Laptop or the U.K. Lottery.

I don’t even want any more requests from the widow of a foreign monarch whose husband died recently, asking that she use my bank account to house her millions of dollars.

Due to Mojah Media’s kindness, these are the worst of spam that actually reach my computer.

How lucky can a Godwriter™ get?

Blessings and thanks, Mojah.

Epilogue: God says time does not exist, yet He seems to have a good time coordinating the timing of even the tiniest events. This morning, here I have this entry on the worst of spam ready to go, and an mail from Mojah Media magically appears in my inbox. Among other things, this email says:

The comment spam moderator stopped 24077 spam comments since it was installed. Thank God we don’t have to manually manage that.
[signed] One Love

It seems I’m not the only one who is grateful. But, ah, Mojah Media, ever far-seeing, ever ahead of me, simply reminds us that all gratitude goes to God.