December 13th, 2014

the unity of Christ

It is 8:38 AM Saturday morning in the flow of life. It is 38 degrees outside and gray. No snow on the ground today. It looks like we will have no snow fall next week. I hope we have a mild winter this year. Well also next year. Winter goes from November 2014 to March 2015 here in West Michigan. Last year at this time it was snowing every day.

I got up this morning around 6:30 AM. Carol was already up when I got up. She got up around 4 o'clock AM to make chex mix and peanut brittle. When I got up I messed with our main computer and then made us oatmeal for breakfast. After breakfast I fed the birds and wrote in my paper diary. This morning I volunteer at the Herrick Public Library used bookstore from 10 AM till 1 PM. There are no college football games to watch this afternoon. I will spend the afternoon hours either reading or sitting in silence. Lately I have been spending a lot of time sitting still. I am resting my brain. There is no place to go and nothing to do, but sit in stillness. I am going to the New Creation. Even when I am sitting still I am moving towards the Last Day. "Now unto him that is able to keep you from falling, and to present you faultless before the presence of his glory with exceeding joy, to the only wise God our Saviour, be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and ever. Amen" Jude 24,25

Yesterday Carol was gone till almost 4 o'clock PM. I took a nap from 3:30 PM till 5 o'clock PM. I do not feel so sick inside today.

Last night I sat and went to bed early.

music Moderat II

I will leave for the library around 9:45 AM. The day will go by in silence.

"Having therefore these promises, dearly beloved, let us cleanse ourselves from all filthiness of the flesh and spirit, perfecting holiness in the fear of God" Second Corinthians 7:1
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    contemplative contemplative

disobedience to God brings death

I seem to always describe my mood as contemplative. I suppose I am always in at least lately in a contemplative state. I do not feel depressed and do not feel joyous either. I am coasting emotionally. I am not up or down. I am in the middle. There are times I feel angry or frustrated, but not often. I do have mood swings. Lately I have felt quiet. I tell my wife I am a slow burn. When I was younger I was fire, now I am a slow burn/hot coals. I do feel a love for God and a love for my wife. I do feel compassion for humanity. I want a soft heart. I do not want to be a bitter old man. I want to be heavenly.

I had a normal time at the library book nook today. It was not busy and it was not slow either. I read while at the book nook my new book "God Has Spoken: A History of Christian Theology" by Gerald Bray.

I brought home from the book nook three used books to add to our library-

"The Burgess Boys" a novel by Elizabeth Strout

"Explorers of the Nile: The Triumph and Tragedy of a Great Victorian Adventure" by Tim Jeal

"The Pickwick Papers" a novel by Charles Dickens

When I got home from the book nook I ate lunch and then wrote in my paper diary. Carol left to see a play in which one of her nieces son's is acting in at the Holland Civic theatre.

I have no plans for the rest of the day. I will close to see what came in the mail and then make a fresh pot of coffee. Existence keeps speeding by! No way of escape. "For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ, that each one may receive the things done in the body, according to what he has done, whether good or bad. Knowing, therefore, the terror of the Lord, we persuade men; but we are well known to God, and I also trust are well known in your consciences" 2 Corinth. 5:10,11
  • Current Music
    Clark 'Clark'

He wore a crown of thorns and his throne was the Cross

It is 11:30 PM Saturday night. I went to bed around 10:55 PM but could not fall into a deep restful sleep so I got up and came to my main study down the hall from the master bedroom to talk to myself on my old lap top computer. My newest lap top computer is down in the lower level of this house resting.

I had a normal day today. I do not remember going anywhere today. Carol went to a play today and got home around 3:30 PM. She went to bed and slept till 6:45 PM. She went to work around 7:55 PM. After tonight she will be off four nights. She got off so as to visit with Emily and little Josie.

I mainly read today from these two books-

"God Has Spoken: A History Of Christian Theology" by Gerald Bray

"Salvation Applied By The Spirit: Union with Christ" by Robert A. Peterson

I watched some television from 8 o'clock PM till 10 o'clock PM. I turned off the TV and mopped floors. I then went to bed and could not fall asleep so I got up to write. I have been writing since High School 1968. I do not remember absolutely when I started writing all the time. I know during the early 1970's I was writing a lot. I am sure there were times when I did not write daily. I am sure I have been writing daily for 37 years. I burned my earlier diaries when I left California to go to Bible College in Grand Rapids Mich. in the Summer of 1978. So I do not have any of my diaries from 1968 to 1977. That is a bummer.

I have instructed our middle child Josiah to burn my diaries when I am dead. I have come to realize all my diaries contain nothing of importance to anyone. It is better off being a fading memory in people's brains.

Tomorrow will soon be here. I have nothing going on tomorrow.

Well I suppose I will try to go back to bed and try to fall asleep.
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    contemplative contemplative

O sacred head, now wounded

O sacred head, now wounded,
With grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded
With thorns, Thine only crown;
O sacred head, what glory!
What bliss, till now was Thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine.

O noblest brow, and dearest!
In other days the world
All feared, when Thou appeared’st,
What shame on Thee is hurled!
How art Thou pale with anguish,
With sore abuse and scorn;
How does that visage anguish,
When once was bright as morn.

The blushes late residing
Upon that holy cheek,
The roses once abiding
Upon those lips so meek,
Alas! they have departed;
Wan Death has rifled all!
For weak and broken hearted,
I see Thy body fall.

What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered,
Was all for sinners’ gain;
Mine, mine was the transgression,
But Thine the deadly pain.
Lo, here I fall, my Savior!
’Tis I deserve Thy place;
Look on me with Thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.

Receive me, my Redeemer,
My Shepherd, make me Thine;
Of every good the fountain,
Thou art the spring of mine.
Thy lips with love distilling,
And milk of truth sincere,
With Heaven’s bliss are filling
The soul that trembles here.

Beside Thee, Lord, I’ve taken
My place—forbid me not!
Hence will I ne’er be shaken,
Though Thou to death be brought,
If pain’s last paleness hold Thee,
In agony oppressed,
Then, then will I enfold Thee
Within this arm and breast!

The joy can ne’er be spoken,
Above all joys beside;
When in Thy body broken
I thus with safety hide.
My Lord of life, desiring
Thy glory now to see,
Beside the cross expiring,
I’d breathe my soul to Thee.

What language shall I borrow,
To thank Thee, dearest friend,
For this, Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end?
Oh! make me Thine forever,
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.

And when I am departing,
Oh! part not Thou from me;
When mortal pangs are darting,
Come, Lord, and set me free;
And when my heart must languish
Amidst the final throe,
Release me from mine anguish,
By Thine own pain and woe!

Be near me when I am dying,
Oh! show Thy cross to me;
And for my succor flying,
Come, Lord, and set me free!
These eyes new faith receiving,
From Jesus shall not move,
For he who dies believing,
Dies safely through Thy love.

"And when they had platted a crown of thorns, they put it upon his head, and a reed in his right hand: and they bowed the knee before him, and mocked him, saying, Hail King of the Jews" Matthew 27:29
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    contemplative contemplative