It is in the death flow 9:51 AM Wednesday morning. Outside this morning it is snowing.
I do not remember exactly when I got up this morning. I am very sick and my brain is not functioning at full speed. I got up and got a glass of cold water and then went into the living room to sit in the dark till I felt somewhat alive. I finally got up and decided to eat a slice of toast for breakfast. As my bread slice was toasting Carol came home from work. She went to bed awhile ago I have been writing in my paper diary and reading my Reformation commentary on the Gospel of John chapter 6.
Like I wrote I am very sick these days. I have been sick since Christmas of last year. I think I have finally come to an end of a glorious career. It has come time for me to make my final bow. Kiss it all good-bye.
Last night I basically sat in the dark half awake and half asleep. Finally around Midnight I got up and went to bed. Now it is another day to stare into the Abyss. Life keeps marching to the grave.
I will close to feel sick and maybe drop down dead.
" And Jesus said unto them, I am the bread of life: he that cometh to me shall never hunger; and he that believeth on me shall never thirst.
 But I said unto you, That ye also have seen me, and believe not.
 All that the Father giveth me shall come to me; and him that cometh to me I will in no wise cast out.
 For I came down from heaven, not to do mine own will, but the will of him that sent me.
 And this is the Father's will which hath sent me, that of all which he hath given me I should lose nothing, but should raise it up again at the last day.
 And this is the will of him that sent me, that every one which seeth the Son, and believeth on him, may have everlasting life: and I will raise him up at the last day." John 6:35-40