January 26th, 2020

the New Eden

It is 10:20 AM Sunday morning here where we live out our days here on the planet earth. Outside this morning it is cold, damp, and gray. It has been predicted to snow today. Thus far this morning I have not seen any snow flakes fall from the gray sky.

Carol left this morning around 8:30 AM to get Sunday newspapers and then go to Covenant PCA.

I got up this morning around 7:15 AM to find my wife sitting in our dining room eating something. I made for myself oatmeal for a morning meal. I also made a fresh pot of coffee.

I have spent the morning writing in my paper diary and reading 17th century Puritan English Spirituality/Theology. Now I am writing in my online diaries. Not much else to report. I plan to drift this day. This is the last Sunday of January 2020. We will soon be in the month of February 2020. We can not escape the chains of Time.

Last night I read my books and filmed a video for my Youtube channel. I read from these books last night before going to bed-

'The Great Concert Of The Night' A Novel by Jonathan Buckley

'Parisian Lives: Samuel Beckett, Simone De Beauvoir, And Me' a memoir by Deirdre Bair

'The Stammering Century' American history by Gilbert Seldes

Carol got home from babysitting around 10:50 PM. We went to bed and read late into the night. Now it is the first day of another week. Next Saturday it will be February 1, 2020. I long for Spring to come once again.

Well I will close to wait to see what happens next.

"[1] And he shewed me a pure river of water of life, clear as crystal, proceeding out of the throne of God and of the Lamb.
[2] In the midst of the street of it, and on either side of the river, was there the tree of life, which bare twelve manner of fruits, and yielded her fruit every month: and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.
[3] And there shall be no more curse: but the throne of God and of the Lamb shall be in it; and his servants shall serve him:
[4] And they shall see his face; and his name shall be in their foreheads.
[5] And there shall be no night there; and they need no candle, neither light of the sun; for the Lord God giveth them light: and they shall reign for ever and ever.
[6] And he said unto me, These sayings are faithful and true: and the Lord God of the holy prophets sent his angel to shew unto his servants the things which must shortly be done.
[7] Behold, I come quickly: blessed is he that keepeth the sayings of the prophecy of this book." Rev. 22:1-7
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The Beautiful Waters of Eden hymn

Murmuring softly, caroling gently,
Music enchanting cometh to me;
Over the waters, beautiful waters,
Where in the homeland soon I shall be.
How like a vision tenderly stealing,
Over my spirit, weary, oppressed;
Drawing me upward, urging me forward,
Telling of sunshine, rapture and rest.


Murmuring softly, caroling gently,
Music enchanting cometh to me;
Over the waters, beautiful waters,
Where in the homeland soon I shall be.

Silently musing, blissfully gazing
Into the future teeming with light,
Sweetly the echoes floating around me,
Whisper of Eden, lovely and bright.
Eden, where summer, fadeless, eternal,
Scatters its roses, blooming for aye;
There is no parting, there is no weeping,
Sorrow and sighing vanish away.


There our Redeemer, loving Redeemer,
Gathers the faithful safe on His breast,
Out of the changing into the changeless,
Out of the toiling into the rest.
Welcome the moment when to His presence,
Joyful my spirit flies like a bird;
O what a morrow, O what a meeting,
Eye hath not seen it, ear hath not heard.

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