August 25th, 2014

the thirst of the soul which is quenched when the Holy Spirit imparts faith

It is 9:26 AM Monday morning in the energy flow. Everything is flowing. My blood is flowing. The air in my lungs is flowing. Brain waves are flowing. Nature is flowing. Death is flowing decay.

My wife just left for a doctor's appointment. Our health insurance requires us to get a yearly physical.

I got up this morning around 6:50 AM. I made a pot of coffee when I got up and messed with our main computer. The world is in a terrible mess. Next I wrote in my paper diary and read my Reformation commentary on John 4:1-26 "Jesus answered and said to her, "If you knew the gift of God, and who it is who says to you, 'Give Me a drink,' you would have asked Him, and He would have given you living water." JN 4:10.

I have nothing super important to do today but wait it out.

Last night I watched television and read "Augustus" a novel by John Williams. I went to bed around 11 o'clock PM. Now it is another day.

Well, I suppose I will close to wander the house and read "On Contemplation" by Guigo De Ponte.

  • Current Music
    J Mascis "Tied To A Star"

nicely facetious assault upon the banality of bourgeois taste

I am once again down in the lower level talking to myself. Carol has the TV on upstairs and I can not take hearing any more Bad News. I know the world is coming to an end. It is sad to see death and destruction everywhere. The earth is dying. So I came down here to listen to Indian and read "Flaubert" a biography by Henri Troyat [Translated By Joan Pinkham].

I had a hard staying awake all day today. I keep falling asleep. I feel deflated. When awake I either wrote in my paper diary or read my biographies on the life of Flaubert. I did not go anywhere today. Outside right now it is 83 degrees, gray and extremely humid.

This afternoon I ordered from Amazon another biography on the life of Flaubert that I thought of getting in the Past but never got around to it due to living in the fast lane. I ordered "Flaubert: A Biography" by Frederick Brown. I like someday to get Brown's biography on Zola for our library.

I did read also this afternoon a book titled, "The Long Voyage: Selected Letters of Malcolm Cowley, 1915-1987" by Malcolm Cowley.

Tomorrow morning Carol and I are suppose to go food gathering. I told my wife that I do not want any food bought for me tomorrow. I do not plan to eat much while my wife is gone. I would have very little food in our house if I was a widower. I am not into food. I eat because my wife eats. My wife eats a lot of food. She eats because she works and has always eaten three meals a day. Eating becomes a habit for some people. Right now there are millions who have nothing to eat.

What else is on my mind today? I keep recalling this verse in the Gospel of John "You are My friends if you do whatever I command you" John 15:14. I also think of this verse when I read of people's hatred for biblical Christianity, "If the world hates you, you know that it hated Me before it hated you" John 15:18.

One can be spiritual and go to Hell.

Well I suppose I will close to sit in the dark and wait for radical Muslims to destroy the Jewish State of Israel with atomic weapons.

"No longer do I call you servants, for a servant does not know what his master is doing; but I have called you friends, for all things that I heard from My Father I have made known to you" John 15:15.

  • Current Music
    Indian "The Unquiet Sky"