December 21st, 2015

Baroness - Shock Me

In a battle,
You only brought your shield
I picked the nearest blade I found
To meet you in the field
I'm sure that I told my fair share of lies
If not I bend the truth
But good fortune never was shinning on me
The way it shone on you
Shock me,
I needed a surprise
Shock me,
I needed a surprise

In a dream,
A great calamity
To stone my heart and firm resolve
And render nerves to steel
The polestar wheeled above my head
Until such time it grew
A deep well of despair I found
The day my dreams came true

Shock me,
I needed a surprise
Shock me,
I needed a surprise
Shock Me!

[guitars break]

Shock Me,
I needed a surprise
Shock Me,
I needed a surprise
Shock Me!
  • Current Music
    Baroness 'Purple'

Green Christ Mass

It is in the flow 10:40 AM Monday morning. A cold dark rainy day here by Lake Michigan. It is the first day of winter today. We are suppose to have a green Christ Mass this year. I hope it does not snow at all this winter. We have gotten through November and most of December without any major snow fall so that is a blessing. I do not like cold winter weather. I am not a winter person.

I got up this morning around 6:15 AM. My wife was already up baking almond cookies when I got up. I made a pot of coffee and a pot of oatmeal for breakfast.

My wife left this morning to visit a friend and then drive to Grand Rapids to visit with Emily and Josie. I have been reading my Bible and my Reformation commentary on Psalm 17.

Not much else to report this morning. Existence keeps decaying.

Yesterday I basically watched professional football all day. Our son Josiah called around 5:40 PM last night. We talked for a long time about different religious issues/what does it mean to be a Christian in a secular age and in a fragmented Body of Christ/the Church. After talking to Josiah I wonder if I have become a Christian ghost. "As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness" Psa. 17:15

Psalm 17

[1] Hear the right, O LORD, attend unto my cry, give ear unto my prayer, that goeth not out of feigned lips.
[2] Let my sentence come forth from thy presence; let thine eyes behold the things that are equal.
[3] Thou has proved mine heart; thou hast visited me in the night; thou has tried me, and shalt find nothing; I am purposed that my mouth shall not transgress.
[4] Concerning the works of men, by the word of thy lips I have kept me from the paths of the destroyer.
[5] Hold up my goings in thy paths, that my footsteps slip not.
[6] I have called upon thee, for thou wilt hear me, O God: incline thine ear unto me, and hear my speech.
[7] Shew thy marvellous lovingkindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand them which put their trust in thee from those that rise up against them.
[8] Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,
[9] From the wicked that oppress me, from my deadly enemies, who compass me about.
[10] They are inclosed in their own fat: with their mouth they speak proudly.
[11] They have now compassed us in our steps: they have set their eyes bowing down to the earth;
[12] Like as a lion that is greedy of his prey, and as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.
[13] Arise, O LORD, disappoint him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked, which is thy sword:
[14] From men which are thy hand, O LORD, from men of the world, which have their portion in this life, and whose belly thou fillest with thy hid treasure: they are full of children, and leave the rest of their substance to their babes.
[15] As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness.
  • Current Mood
    contemplative contemplative

His love will never let me fall

I am safe in Jesus’ keeping every day,
And His love will never let me fall;
Round about me are His loving arms alway,
He’s my Savior and my all in all.


His love will never let me fall,
His love will never let me fall,
He leads the way both night and day,
His love will never let me fall.

When my heart grows weary with the toil and strife,
And the way seems almost hid from view;
Then He speaks to me in gracious words of life
That in weakness oft my strength renew.


’Tis a joy and blessèd comfort thus to know
That my Lord will never leave my side;
On the sea, or on the land, where’er I go,
In His mighty love I will abide.


Every day the blessings of His love I see,
Every day He gives me of His grace;
From the snares of sin He’ll ever keep me free,
Till I look upon His blessèd face.


"Keep me as the apple of Your eye; hide me under the shadow of Your wings" Psalm 17:8
  • Current Mood
    contemplative contemplative