November 24th, 2014

the mystery concerns the establishment of the kingdom in the end times

It is in the flow 9:33 AM Monday morning. It feels like I have been up forever. My wife and I got up this morning around 5:35 AM. It has been a long morning.

When we got up to face another day I drank coffee I made last night. I then got ready another pot of coffee ready to brew when the old coffee had been drunk. After I got myself a cup of coffee I messed with our main computer. I am a creature of habit. After messing with our main computer I made a pot of oatmeal for Carol and I. After breakfast I wrote in my paper diary and have been reading this reading this morning from a book titled, "Hidden But Now Revealed: A Biblical Theology of Mystery" by G. K. Beale & Benjamin L. Gladd.

I have nothing to do today worth doing, which I am thankful for. I want to be left alone to seek the face of God. I could have become a good contemplative monk if I had not been converted to Protestantism. I have no love for this American world. I am in the world, but not a part of the world. If that is so why do I read secular books, listen to secular music and eat secular food? Good question. I suppose am a paradox. I have never claimed to be perfect. But I am seeking to live soberly, not go from one extreme to the other. I am in the end a middle-class American evangelical Christian living high on the hog. It is all a mystery to me why I have it so good and so many are having it so bad in the world. We all must live lives of thanksgiving in these Last Days.

Carol leaves late this morning to have lunch with some of her cousins, an Aunt and an Uncle. I will stay home and pray our home does not burn down to the ground.

Last night Carol and I watched professional football and I read before going to sleep some more of the novel, "Shark" by Will Self.

Well, I do not know what else to write right now. I am down in the lower level. Carol is up on the first level reading her Bible. This morning she made cookies for her family members/kinfolk.

This morning I was trying to remember what life was like before my mother was killed December 1968. Carol told me that my youngest sister's birthday is November 30th. I can not remember what life was like when my youngest sister was a baby. When our mother was killed in a car wreck my youngest sister was either two or three years old. I have no memories of her at that time. My memory has faded away.

I must not remember those long ago days because I was traumatized. Those days before my mother's sudden death I barely remember now. Strange.

I suppose in a way it does no good to recall my childhood days. I am to live in the Now and not in the Past.

I will close to drift. Existence keeps on decaying.
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the development of dualism

It is 4:23 PM late Monday afternoon or early Monday evening. This day has gone by quiet as a church mouse. Carol left this morning around 11:14 AM. She fell and hit her head while having lunch with her kinfolk. She went to the hospital and had her head scanned to make sure there was no bleeding inside her brain. Poor girl. I picked her up at the hospital around 4 o'clock PM. Carol still plans to work tonight in-spite of her fall.

This morning I left the house around 11:30 AM to get money at our credit union and then get dog food for Rudy. After I got dog food I drove into town to see if a fellow I talked to last week was at Action Community Kitchen for a meal/lunch. Action Community Kitchen uses the big kitchen at Western Theological Seminary for serve meals to those who are hungry. So I drove over to Western Theological Seminary (the seminary for the Reformed Church In America) and asked around if anyone knew a fellow named Doug around 55 years old, kind of thin with short hair and a short beard. At Action Community Kitchen I ran into a lady I have talked to at the Herrick Public Library used books store and asked her if she knew this fellow Doug. Well to make a long story short did not find Doug but at least I tried. While at the seminary I visited their bookstore and bought a book titled, "A New Heaven and a New Earth: Reclaiming Biblical Eschatology" by J. Richard Middleton.

I have two other books by Middleton in our library-

"The Transforming Vision: Shaping a Christian World View"

"The Liberating Image: The Imago Dei In Genesis 1"

I drove home from the seminary in a rain storm. I spent the afternoon writing in my paper diary and reading my books. So has gone existence. Nothing wild came in the mail this afternoon. This morning I ordered two books from Amazon, one used book on modernism and one new book on the doctrine of union with Christ.

Well, I suppose I will close to face the coming darkness. How deep is the well?

"To them God willed to make known what are the riches of the glory of this mystery among the Gentiles: which is Christ in you, the hope of glory" Colossians 1:27

I have been mainly reading today when not watching the birds or snow falling these two books-

"Hidden But Now Revealed: A Biblical Theology of Mystery" by G. K. Beale & Benjamin L. Gladd

"The Second Letter To The Corinthians" [The Pillar New Testament Commentary] by Mark A. Seifrid

"Now He who establishes us with you in Christ and has anointed us is God, who also has sealed us and given us the Spirit in our hearts as a guarantee" 2 Corinth. 1:22,23
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