A list of books mentioned in this video-
"The Big Snow" a novel by David Park
"On The Golden Porch" a novel by Tatyana Tolstaya (Translated by Antonina W. Bouis)
"Through Black Spruce" a novel by Joseph Boyden
"Dusk And Other Stories" by James Salter
"Mr. Midshipman Hornblower" by C. S. Forester
"Lieutenant Hornblower" by C. S. Forester
"Hornblower and the "Hotspur"" by C. S. Forester
"Hornblower During the Crisis" by C. S. Forester
"Hornblower and the Atropos" by C. S. Forester
"The Happy Return" by C. S. Forester
"A Ship of the Line" by C. S. Forester
"Flying Colours" by C. S. Forester
"The Commodore" by C. S. Forester
"Lord Hornblower" by C. S. Forester
"Hornblower in the West Indies" by C. S. Forester
"Kissinger" a biography by Walter Isaacson
"Colter" a dog story by Rick Bass
"The Sleepwalkers" a trilogy by Herman Broch
"Violet Clay" a novel by Gail Godwin
"Mislaid" a novel by Nell Zink
"The Wallcreeper" a novel by Nell Zink
"The Presence Of God: Its Place In The Story Of Scripture And The Story Of Our Lives" by J. Ryan Lister
It is in the flow of the will of a Sovereign God 8:24 PM Tuesday night Eastern Standard TIME. I had a normal quiet day. It was a day hermits would fine delightful.
I really did not wake up till late afternoon. I dozed for a couple of hours in a easy chair in our simple living room. I woke up around 2 o'clock PM. Carol did not get home till 4 o'clock PM from visiting a friend and family. She had a good time taking out Emily and a baby Josie to her favorite restaurant in Grand Rapids for lunch. She is now at work and won't be home till around 8:50 AM tomorrow morning. I do not know how my dear sweet wife can go for hours and hours without sleep. If I do not get a solid seven hours of sleep I am a pool of dung.
So I finally got my engines going around 2 o'clock PM and got into the book. "Introducing Biblical Hermeneutics: A Comprehensive Framework for Hearing God In Scripture" by Craig G. Bartholomew. I am really enjoying this book by Bartholomew. I wish I had someone to share this book with, but there is no one in the whole absolute world/Christendom who reads the books I read in my condition of spiritual exile. I was reminded of this fact this morning when a plumber from my wife's church came to look at what he could do to make our downstairs/basement/lower level nice looking after years of neglect. This nice plumber is a member of my wife's church, a real nice fellow with a wife and a bunch of kids-while down in the lower level one can not but SEE all my books-the plumber is called Monster Plumber-my wife told the Christian plumber my husband is a Monster Book Collector so when you come down into the lower level of our house you will see thousands of BOOKS-the Christian fellow was not blown away by our Christian Library-I realize that when the majority of people in the world SEE our library they SEE nothing but books and nothing else-books mean nothing to them-they have left the world of books for the materialistic world of our American culture-books are alien to their world and life Existence. I know I am not a plumber so I do not see the world the way a plumber sees the material world.
So the day went by normal. I have no plans for the evening hours. Right now I am listening to music and waiting to go to bed. Tomorrow is a Wednesday. Life keeps speeding by.
We received a phone call today from our daughter Bethany. Right now her youngest brother Josiah and his Hannah wife are visiting Bethany and her family there in the Southwest. Carol and I experience delight when our children visit each other/one another.
I just remembered I read a short story this evening by Paul Bowles titled 'Pages from Cold Point' in a book titled, "Collected Stories 1939-1976" by Paul Bowles. One of my BookTube friends mentioned this short story in a comment on my video on Iris Murdoch.